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For once, I actually did some housework over the weekend. [observes friendslist fainting from the shock] This in lieu of the office work I took home and unwisely put off. (Today continued the trend of 4 different people making it their full-time jobs to think up new things for me to do...) But yesterday I futzed with my dishwasher til it started working again, got 3 loads of dishes unpacked and washed, and now have the cupboards in my butler's pantry almost filled with actual usable tableware. This also freed up counter space for the panini grill my cousins bought me for Christmukkah and my old George Foreman grill, so real cooking may be in my near future. Also did some light picking up, though I still haven't assembled the shoe rack or organized any magazines.

This was good, as apparently from this point on no project at work will ever actually be finished, but just in various states of revision/invalidation that require me to keep working on them forever.