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Thursday, Sept. 13, 2012 - 7:35 a.m.

Still here, no wee one yet.

Cleaners came to our house yesterday and cleaned. It is now clean. My, how nice. I have mixed feelings about cleaning-- a visceral sense that it is my duty to do so myself and that I am some sort of failure as a human if I can't keep my space clean without hiring someone. And yet it's really not a priority for me-- I'd rather cook and play with Q and run my little business or make art or nap-- and over time things go from the merely cluttered to the downright nasty, and I never will have the time or energy to put it totally right the way they did. Sweeping and mopping here and there is all well and good, but at the same time there's grunge accumulating on the backsplashes and ceiling fans. So, whatever. Two people spent 4 hours on it, so that would be 8-10 hours for me to achieve the same result and you know what, to hell with that.

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