I have a love hate relationship with cleaning. Some days I
love it and some days I wish that I had a wand and could pull some Molly Weasley spells and have the place clean in 30 min. On those sucky days I
try to make it fun. This means high heels and a tiara that is usually hidden in
my drawer. It’s my way of making a boring chore less horrid and still feel
pretty even if no one sees me. Luckily Lola never comments. Instead she just
runs away from the broom and mop and then runs back in as soon as I’m done to
tread everything full of mud again. *sigh* And yet I still love her. The crazy
stuff I do that makes me happy <3
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