I am taking a break from cleaning. It feels like an effort in futility. I was sorting Amadea's toys, trying to make sense yet again of her room. I turned around to discover that, as I was sorting, she was removing select items and making more categories, of one item here, two items there ... basically, she was re-messing up what I had just straightened. To me, that is an effort in futility.
She is a little doober.
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