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The Quilty Reader

Lawyer, mother, avid reader. Game host extraordinaire! Partner in crime to Obsidian Black Plague! My bookish weaknesses include classics, fantasy, YA, and agreeing to read more books than is even remotely possible.

Boys . . .

So, today was Guitar Hero's last day of rock band camp. I decided that having him out of the house all afternoon would make for a fine opportunity to disinfect his room.


Let me explain.


We've been in a heat wave over here in the PNW. As a result, the fact that his room possessed, to put it charitably, a bit of an aroma became painfully apparent as the entire upstairs was about 85 degrees for days on end. He has a tendency to keep his door shut, so this fact had escaped me. With the heat wave, he had to leave the door open to avoid his room becoming a hot box.


Peeking inside was terrifying. As in:



hazmat suit necessary.


So I took the day off, and while he was gone, I went in with garbage bags, grapefruit cleaner, and a vacuum. And now, a mere 3 hours later it is fresh and shiny. He is going to love it.


It was gross. Boys are gross. But now it is clean.