The blower on the furnace seems to have died. The nice folks at Mount Vernon Comfort Control will be out sometime this afternoon, but meanwhile I'm decked out in leggings, sweatpants, two pairs of socks, a polo shirt, a corduroy shirt that used to be my dad's, and my heavy hooded cardigan. Remember those fingerless gloves that were really big in the 80s? If anyone has a pair they want to donate, send 'em along.
overgrown garden
what happens when clutter escapes to the outdoors
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