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Aria

“Spill!” Mim demands the second I catch up to her downstairs. I have finished cleaning Sebastian’s room. All of his shirts are ironed and hanging in his closet. The towels are folded, and the sheets that were on his bed are folded and placed in his closet so that when I change his sheets again, probably the day after tomorrow, I can put them back on his bed. I have sent his other bedspread out to be dry cleaned and am told it should be back in a day or two so that I can have it on hand the next time I need to completely change his bed. I hope if I can keep the sheets clean, the bedspread won’t need cleaning quite as frequently.

Mim is dusting an office near the end of the hallway we were assigned to clean that day, so she has made a lot of progress on her own. I am slightly surprised, but then, if she has no one to dis