Cleaning Up After the Roomba
On repair.
There is so much destruction.
The baby’s toys, strewn across the room. One stuck in the robot’s no-longer-spinning wheel. Cheerios dropped from the high chair, somehow not sucked up but scattered instead.
Where to even begin? One thing at a time. Me, on my knees, wiping up the cat’s water from the overturned bowl.
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