'Cause the Dirt is Finished and the Finish is Fine

[Yay, John and me. For reasons both known and unknown, the last couple of weeks have been especially difficult in the "us" department. A leetle too much George n' Martha, need I say more? No. So, I'm proud to announce we cooperated smoothly, efficiently, and cheerfully last night, and tore up the ugly, gun-metal grey carpet in the hall that has been a source of chagrin for the four and a half years years we've lived in this apartment. As we suspected, there's a lovely hardwood floor underneath that John made look lovelier with a little Murphy's Oil Soap.]

[Next comes the same treatment for the even more disgusting living room carpet, a little painting, some new drapes - all indications that despite any screaming you may have heard echoing of late o'er the hills of St. Francis, there is a home being made here on lower Nob Hill.]

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