i just cleaned my room. well really i dusted it from top to bottom, coz that's what cleaning my room means. i don't really have to put stuff away coz i never leave things lying around (!!!). but sooo much dust, and all up my nose. you know when you mow the lawn, and you come inside after, and blow your nose, and all that comes out is dirt and grit that got sucked up tehre while you were breathing as you mowed the lawn?! well, it was the same as that, but with all the dust my room was hiding all around the place. but i did a thorough job. i think i'll make it six monthly. but i'll dust the floor more than that, coz that building up is gross. and i fell off the stool as i was dusting the top of my wardrobe, and caned myself. good bruise already coming up on my leg. it hurt but. and then the stool bottoms had put black marks all over my floor boards so i had to scrub them off too. silly unco. i didn't cry though! or swear! (not that i normally swear in situations like that anymore, but i can think of a number of people who would have, and used to would have).
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