I searched all day for my inspiration to clean the house. I never did find it. Perhaps it's under the pile of papers on my desk or in the heap of coats on the chair. It couldn't have possibly found its way into the dishwasher, could it?
I shouldn't say, really, that I searched all day. I gave up rather early on, and the thought of it simply hunted me all day. Instead, I fled to Home Depot and spent more of my tax return. There really ought to be a support group for that, or a 12 step program of some kind. No, better yet, 3 steps (I'm easily lost or distracted).
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