There's a space in my house I need to dust the hell out of seeing how it only ever receives a swipe once every couple weeks because of the heavy infestation of crockery, glasses and bottles that dwell on its transparent glass shelves and it's a bit tedious to gently keep dismantling their peace every now and then, not least because every item on there has a tendency to crash into a million sharp shards and that would try my patience unduly.
Is been a couple weeks since it received the kind chiding of a soft cloth and it's beginning to irk me, so much so that I do not look in that direction.
This Sunday shall be it.
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