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| Today, I lay weakly upon my bed and cried. |
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| I knew I should get at the mess, but I was discouraged. |
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| Even the sink and counter that I had kept up with for a few days, was a mess again. |
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| The hall has not got clogged, much. |
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| There is only one extraneous bag on the old table, if you don't look at the "to be filed" tub. |
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| The chair remains open, but the floor space is shrinking, again. |
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| Begun, but not done, still describes the further wall cleanup and beautifying project. |
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| The top of the piano looks fine to me, but oh, how am I to ever just sit down and play away? |
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| At least the bathroom is not bad. |
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| My poor bedroom! |
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| Oh, dear! Well, some progress has been made. I haven't done much, lately. Wouldn't it be lovely to get it all done quickly?! Looking back, I can see some small improvements. What had begun as a confession of guilt, ended up encouraging me just a little bit, after all. |
