Daniel and I went to help his cousin Steve clean out Katherine's room at the nursing home. She was across the parking lot from the independent living apartments that Steve currently lives in, and in which Katherine had been living previously. There wasn't all that much stuff to haul over to Steve's place. But Steve has a couple of aquariums, one with murky water and some funky fish the color of gold fish but with giant bulbous heads, the other with guppies in it. Some of guppies have died and the water is black. There were three poor things still moving.
It stank.
Poor Daniel got to sit in Steve's apartment, mucking about on Steve's computer and Katherine's laptop, making it accessible to Steve, while Steve and I went back and forth getting Katherine's belongings.
I asked Steve if he wanted help cleaning out the guppies' aquarium. It might have made me hurl to clean it, but I don't want anyone who isn't a conservative Supreme Court Justice or current Speaker of the House to live like that. Steve said no, though. He needs to set up a different aquarium to put the guppies which are still alive in before he can dump the nasty one.
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