Finally got to cleaning my basement after 4 years of not cleaning it. Took all day, I'm hot, sweaty, covered in cobwebs and I keep thinking the ceiling is a foot or two above my head, but its done. Just need to throw away about 6 big bags of junk, old clothes, broken things and stuff we don't need on Friday. I NEVER want to do that again.
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