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2000-07-23, 17:32:25, helping out
ugh. and yet curiously yay! spent today helping my bro and sis-in-law with cleaning up their new house. Boy is it dirt and grime, but it was fun helping out. Dad nearly had an accident with the ladder. He was on it, painting the edges of the ceiling (moulding?) of the kitchen. Suddenly he kept going down slowly...luckily Dad kept his cool and didn't get hurt as the ladder collapsed under him.
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