We've reached the part of the day where the house looks worse than when we started. But everything is unloaded from the car, and most things are unpacked and sorted through. I still have clothes to wash and put away, but the end is in sight.
Now, the moldy, musty, dusty stuff is causing me an asthma attack. I'm going to lie down, then shower.
The end is in sight!
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