When a girl has dust bunnies that could deliver full-sized, hard-boiled easter eggs, it goes without saying that she should have vacuumed this weekend.
I didn’t.
Instead, I let my dust bunnies grow into dust Harveys. We hold conversations. We drink tea together. We baked a pumpkin cake today.
I think my Harveys may even have an eating disorder, as they seem to consume nothing but hair.
I think it’s a good thing the Harveys are eating the hair, and not my pumpkin cake. (And by that I mean I’m glad the Harveys are eating the hair, and that the pumpkin cake is not.)
I REALLY need to go to bed.
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