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Kay left early this morning. Maybe she doesn't want to miss her church services. Pop gets busy, cleaning up. This time he focuses on the vent-guard on my bathroom's heater. It's clogged up with lint. Before he started, he told me not to put on the heater, until he gets around to it, because the lint might catch on my fire. I 'okay' him, my eyeballs rolling around. But he gets to work on it right away. I suppose it did need clearing. I am fairly certain that the house was not about to be blown up in fire, but the air-flow probably was badly blocked up.
