Wet Blanket
· | Erika's HusbandI finally grew disgusted enough with the kitchen to clean. I don’t think a visitor would consider it particularly messy, but I was tired of crumbs everywhere. I swept, mopped, sprayed, wiped, and started the dishwasher. Chores to keep my mind occupied. I threw away that comforter on the balcony. It had been sitting in a box half-soaked for months,...