Twenty four hours until Thanksgiving. And the house is a dive.
There will be no writing on Weds. There will only be kids and cleaning. There will be nothing else. There is nothing else.
It is me against the mess. Mano a mano. A battle to the finish and the victor takes the spoils. No holds barred. No quarter asked or given. No mercy. What must be done, must be done. Insert your favorite one liner here. This is for all the marbles. Let's get ready to rumble!
I sure hope Heather comes tomorrow.
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