Last night I dreamed I found raccoons in our basement. Given the general brass balls of the Alameda raccoons, it’s not impossible that this will prove prophetic, but I think it was more likely my brain reminding me that I still have a load of laundry in the dryer waiting to be folded. Housewife dreams, lord help me.
Today, in true housewife fashion, I have been Minwaxing our outdoor furniture, and also part of my leg. I can take this leg into any weather now with confidence, or at least this part of this leg. Not sure how to get Minwax off skin without the skin coming too. Nail polish remover? Time to experiment, and what better laboratory for polyurethane-based experiments than my own body?
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