Hurrah for pay days! Seriously though, cleaning houses is the pits. That's right, I said it, the pits! I feel like I am spying on people... The other day I cleaned a room that belonged to a boy my age, and maybe its that I never grew up with any boys (two sisters is all I have) but boys are gross. They just are... Shame on boys! I don't want to clean anymore rooms that belong to people my age, its creepy.
I should be a spy... However, I would be the worst spy ever. I can't even clean houses quietly, or leave things undisturbed. After I dust I always forget where things go, my memory definetely needs some fine tuning.
I want to do something fun, like nap, or something...
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