I wasn’t happy with the cramped living room. The moment I had the energy, I redid it with the drawing board replacing the never used dining room table.
I especially appreciate the room after helping Bobbie’s family begin the cleanup of her mom’s house. Her brother is a hoarder. Afterwards, we pulled into the garage, shut the door, and began taking off our clothes directly into the washing machine. We then walked up the two flights of stairs straight into the shower.
We had worn not only dust masks but also gloves. That helped, but we were filthy.
It was nice to come downstairs after our showers and walk into this fresh living room.
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