Damage Control, continued...

The water is all up.

 

I found spots I missed in an interesting way.  See, the water here is actually overtreated.  There's so much chlorine in it that the spots that I missed are blindingly white—at least for now.  Won't last long.  The water also contains sediment.

 

The towels are all done now as well.  Being on the majority ancient hand-me-downs, only a few came out blinding white.  But they are clean.

 

I steam-sanitized the entire floor.  It now smells like needles and vanilla in here.  Nice change of pace from gross rancid drain.  ... I'll probably give the floor a second hit before bed.  Just to make sure.

 

I still don't trust my outlets yet.  I want to give those another few hours, just to be safe— which is why the phone update.

 

... now to wash the beige blanket/comforter/duvet/spread/other-synonym-for-fluffy-warm-linen.

 

 

Beige is bleach-safe, right?

 

EDIT, FIVE MINUTES LATER:  It occurs to me that I have yet to eat anything.  And I only got about 2 hours of sleep.  ...I should fix both of those things, I reckon...

EDIT:  5:33 CST:  I'd intended on making an early return to my writing and other stuffs, but…it's 48 degrees out, the windows are all open, the air's on, and I am blisteringly hot.

The apartment is NOT blisteringly hot according to company that was over earlier.

Aside from feeling dizzy and hot and having the chills, I feel fine!

…yeah, maybe Ms. Ague needs to lie down.

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