Cleaning up the basement is taking on Herculean proportions. Or akin to Asterix, if you can stop and laugh at it all.
One corner is somewhat done and around the sump well too. But where those walnuts leached out? Oh man, not fun. I guess I am at the fifth labour, but instead of stables, the basement.
It has tired me right out and I am dizzy from going around in circles. I can see the apples though, just have to get to finding my girdle and get the cattle out of the way.
Cerberus, notwithstanding, is some ways off. blbbl
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