I've never liked the idea of spring cleaning. I mean, after summer, spring was the worst season to get any cleaning done. For one thing, I got hay fever, and the dust from cleaning only made me feel even worse, and for another, why would I want to clean when I could be sitting indoors with a glass of rose tea, right next to my air purifier? Now, fall cleaning. I like that better. I get everywhere shiny in preparation for winter, and I don't have to deep clean for a few more months. Of course, I only like it when it isn't fall yet. Which was why I was grumbling and groaning as I shoved at my bed, trying to move it to the side so I could mop the floor underneath. The bed slid to the side for a few seconds, then stopped, and refused to budge. After another bout of pushing and growling, I finally stopped, and looked under the bed, realizing something was holding it in place. A floorboard had come loose. "Son of a bitch." I cursed under my breath some more as I went down on my knees, a
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