Got three loads through.
Not getting my sweater right now, Moby has it. When he's done, he'll let me know.
Vacuumed. Recycled. Saw a couple of open houses. Nothing we could live in. Not that it matters, we are at least a year from being able to commit to a house. Not bad, but odd or old. One had a fridge from the 20s. The other was a store converted into a house, so the allocation of footage was awkward. Reminded me of some old, rural motels.
Still have towels to fold.