I felt like my mom last night. I told Jacob I would clean up the kitchen while he took his shower. What I meant was that I would finish the dishes, but what I did was a thorough cleaning of the stove. There have been many nights and days and mornings and any time when my mom would just start cleaning when she hadn't exactly planned on it. Last night was one of those moments for me. The stove looks good, folks.
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