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Sunday is the one day I keep reminding myself that I should lay around and take it easy, but because I am O.C.D. and an extreme multitasker, I find it hard to get lazy. I love Sundays for painting because it’s quieter; the gallery is closed, and there are no interruptions.

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My bedspread isn’t washable. Since my bedding has to be washed every day, I’ll have to throw it out.

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April 21, 2024

My bedspread isn’t washable. Since my bedding has to be washed every day, I’ll have to throw it out.

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April 21, 2024

Sunday is the one day I keep reminding myself that I should lay around and take it easy, but because I am O.C.D. and an extreme multitasker, I find it hard to get lazy. I love Sundays for painting because it’s quieter; the gallery is closed, and there are no interruptions.

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