Monday night's laundry. I wore the same sweats and shirt everyday while working on the bedroom. Finally, I washed them along with a blanket that covered a dresser and the bathroom floor mat that collected lots of dust from our feet. We washed the floors, uncovered everything and "saw that it was good." I still have all the moulding to do and and two badly cracked and chipped plaster walls, but I'm on my own, now that I've completed my apprenticeship with Mom. (I missed a great shot of railroad tracks coming back from Home Depot. Couldn't very well stop on a busy bridge. Another time.)