Hello, Hags and Fellow Menopausal Trolls, I could use some good juju if you can spare it. My adored Mother and Father, who are more judgemental than Isabelle and all of us combined, arrive this afternoon around three. Due to getting Covid, depression following it, and general life that has happened from early August on, my home is in less than pristine condition, it hasn't had a good clean since my bday in late July, and my fat ass is literally sweating cleaning the crap out of it. Currently 9am ish where I am, any good thoughts you can spare would be much appreciated.
I have several clothing pieces from the 1940's, sadly they no longer fit. Holding on to them for the niblings.