I can't get it out of my head. I recently moved to a nice house. It was far from the rest of the houses, secluded if you will, and right in front of a cove. "I really have gotten myself a nice house" I thought. An ironic statement, looking back. I went in, the place was neat. I had guessed they cleaned it for me, because when I checked out the house it was pretty dirty. I had to clean I guessed. I guessed they did the job for me. I thought "such nice people". I unloaded everything and set in. I didn't have much stuff, I had guessed I would just buy the rest.