Nothing too exciting to report today. Billy and I both had the day off – a rarity around here – so we spent it furiously cleaning the apartment ahead of the exterminator who was supposed to come and kill all the roaches that think it’s ok to live rent-free in our kitchen. Bug guy apparently had other plans, though, and never showed up.

At least the apartment’s clean now, though, which I guess is something. I think a good portion of the dirt ended up on the bottom of my feet. I’m afraid to let those dirty feet touch that pristinely clean bathtub.

Tonight it’s burgers and corn on the cob for dinner, which would be so much better if we could barbecue them without fear of burning down an entire city block.


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