Sunday afternoon

We finally identified a functioning vacuum cleaner, and started vacuuming. I brought, from home, a cleaning tool specifically for getting dust and out of dirt out of narrow spaces, to clean my parents' incredibly nasty radiators. Mom watched in awe as I pushed the tool between the radiator segments, and dusts flew out. We then vacuumed it out. About ten minutes into this process, mom said, "now your hair looks fine; I didn't like it earlier, but as it is now, it kind of works."

My hair was still up, just disheveled from the cleaning. It was pulled back, but there were loose strands here and there. And that made it all okay.