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2005-02-24 - 4:52 p.m. I've been possessed by cleaning demons that whisper constantly in my ear things like. . . pssst. . . it would be so much nicer if the bookshelves were alphabetized. . . psst. . . have you checked for dust bunnies under the bed lately? Because you should. . . psst. . . isn't it time you cleaned out your closet? The cleaning demons are slave-driving bitches who don't know when to quit. Fortunately, I do. I've discovered that if I turn up the volume on my iPod it helps to tune them out.... unfortunately, the music seems to wake up the fitness demons who don't believe that cleaning = exercise. The fitness demons also want me to buy these. They are currently at war with the savings demons who want me to open an IRA. My former boss, whom I love, got them and swears by them. She, of course, is a doctor and can afford such splurges. � 
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