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Spring clean. Heavy man, heavy.

Alongside summer comes the responsibility of redecorating, changing the curtains {finally!}

and choosing the right stuff for the effing new dividers. 

I am not Tom Filicia dear parents. Please make my Tatay stop from hoarding dark furniture already. 

And cabinets too.

But we're seasonal spring cleaners. Yeap, seasonal, not seasoned. Just look at my brother's house. Oh yeah, fatherhood. Fatherliness.

Seasonal, meaning don't expect drastic changes after two years.

Welcome home.