Awhile back the Northeast was threatened by Hurricane Irene. We were lucky, and besides the couple of small branches in our yard, and the couple of days without Nick since he was at the hotel to be a point of contact, the closest damage to us was the tree that fell on the dumpster down the street.
Daily, we deal with a different kind of mess. One that Nick has taken to calling "Hurricane Matthew". He can take a room from clean to dirty in less time than it takes use the bathroom.
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