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Brownie?
No, just me sleeping in the recliner while Lucilla cleaned, but it did seem kind of magic. I let her in, explained that I needed to sleep in the recliner, and then she woke me up to tell me she was done and so I could pay her. I'm really not doing well at getting up at 9am for her to be here at 10am, but I know she's setting that time because when school starts, her son will still be there while she cleans. I've slept through most of cleanings before, but the vacuum always woke me when it started out here. Now there's no vacuuming because of the laminate.
No call or IP from Verizon, and 2.75 days of newspaper left.
