The rain was coming down in sheets at our usual trot time so we got the micro version to get our jobs done.
When we came back Ma dove into the laundry room.
We could hear her huffing and puffing and throwing things around which usually means she is mad.
We couldn’t work it out as we’d been good on our walk!!!
She emerged for breath a few times and brought out a shelf. She looked triumphant.
I’ve liquidated one shelf she yelled to Dad!
She then returned to the depths and continued huffing and puffing like a dragon for another hour.
When she came out there was a full bag of trash and a gazillion empty boxes.
Dad was forced to inspect the organizational excellence.
This included the arrangement of enough cleaning fluids to see us into the next millennium as well as no less than five unopened boxes of leather cleaner.
Clearly this particular way to hell was paved with very good intentions
Blessing#2469-Small Step
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