The day we took a whirlwind tour of houses for sale to reinforce our idea that this new house was really The One, I noticed that some of the houses where people were still in residence had magazine-spread type homes that were picture perfect and even left little bowls of candy for the folks visiting, etc.
Now that I’m frantically trying to clean my house to take decent pictures of it and get it ready for showing, I’m thinking to myself, “Who ARE these robot people? And how can I steal their brains?”
My organizational automaton doesn’t work nearly well enough.