My brain is completely empty. I might as well have an old land line dial tone coming out of my ears. I figure it's okay that I am unable to write anything interesting. I need to shut up and go to bed. The washer repairman comes in the morning, and I will need to get up early and panic-clean. I did a little today, but I was too tired. A stranger will be in my house tomorrow. Let the freakout begin.
Hey look, fall flowers!
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