Molly and CeCe, others and I are cleaning out the garage which later becomes the basement. I am leaving for the season. Antonia is going to stay there (garage/basement). I put clothes and sheets in the dryer. I put things away in the garage and sweep. I go upstairs to eat. The stairs are carpeted. There are lots of things on them that need to be cleaned up/put away. I feel overwhelmed.
I go to eat. It feels like a public place with hallways. On my way back I see these older people (my age) do like a “dance” across the floor.
I go back downstairs. They are still messy. I start to pick up stuff then decide to get a paper bag to put stuff in.
I go downstairs. The basement is almost all cleared out. There used to be a large rug on the floor and that is gone. Only Molly and Cece are still there and they have done most of the work. I am impressed.