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no clue, perhaps the universe does not want you to keep a clean house?
Pushing all your undies under the rug does not normally constitute "clean", Sir.
LISSA,Food for thought--and if that's the case then I shouldn't be overly concerned about it, right?J COSMO,You have a point there, but it may be the closest to "clean" it's ever gonna get!
How come it took me so long to realize that the beginning of the sentence was over at the top right of the photo? "LE hours..", what the hell does that mean? I'm slow that way.
Funny, I'm constantly cleaning and yet the house is never actually clean, so I'm in awe that yours is clean for two hours!
__A constant endeavor!__Oh... Kathy and I don't mind clutter... yah know, things out-a-place; its the dagum grime that we dislike. So... soon as we create some, we are on the attack! __I like my nick-name, its a part of my background, my genes. My "friends" are welcome to call me Doug, or Magyar. So "friend" Tim, you are free to use either. Thanks, Doug.
Yet in these Stars I read a prophesy of Doom for one who visits Here...
It's very simple Tim, and I can only say it this way: I have a room that you enter only at your own risk!
LINDA,You've just entered...THE TWILIGHT ZONE!KOBICO,Such a losing battle--but yet, we soldier on. (Thanks for the follow! Now that we're following each other, maybe we can figure out where we're going!)DOUG,(I'll use it interchangeably with Magyar)For me, I have to get some of the clutter cleared up first, so anyone who might drop by--upon a cursory inspection--might think the place looks okay...so long as they don't look too closely to see the grime!SOOTHSAYER,Well, yes--someone could easily trip over some junk that's lying around and meet an unfortunate end! (Thanks for stopping by!) LORRAINE,I have a room that you can't even enter--if ya know what I mean!