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"  When I woke up at the crack of dawn today, the first thing I noticed was how dirty the apartment was. Had it been any other morning, I probably wouldn&amp;#039;t have cared. But this morning was different -- the cast and crew of the home makeover show were coming over to assess our apartment.  I knocked on Sarah&amp;#039;s bedroom door. No answer. I tentatively opened it. &amp;quot;Why are you waking me up so early?&amp;quot; she whined sleepily, pulling her leopard-print comforter up over her head. &amp;quot;They aren&amp;#039;t coming until 10.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;The apartment is dirty,&amp;quot; I explained. &amp;quot;I think we should clean it.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;K., they&amp;#039;re only redoing one room,&amp;quot; she mumbled from the depths of her bed. &amp;quot;And they said they were going to send a cleaning crew in beforehand.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want them to think we&amp;#039;re slobs, though,&amp;quot; I pleaded weakly, knowing I was going to lose this argument. Sarah went back to sleep, and I got to work dusting, scrubbing, and Swiffering. Two hours later, she emerged from the bathroom looking perfect, and I realized I needed to shower and primp, stat. I got moving, and was just putting the finishing touches on my makeup when the front door buzzed.  I had expected more people for the initial visit, but it was just the show producer, a tall blond named Mandy, and her assistant Jade, a bored-looking hipster girl. Introductions were made all around, and then Mandy got to assessing. &amp;quot;So what room are you two thinking?&amp;quot; she asked. &amp;quot;The office,&amp;quot; Sarah and I answered at the same time, and then looked at each other and laughed.  Mandy looked at us and smiled. &amp;quot;That was a perfect TV moment,&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re going to want to recreate that later when we&amp;#039;re filming. Jade, can you make a note of that?&amp;quot; We led her into the office. &amp;quot;The main problem is that we haven&amp;#039;t figured out how to tie the two desks together,&amp;quot; I explained. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s basically two separate offices smashed into one, and there&amp;#039;s no continuity.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;We can definitely work with this. Is there anything you definitely don&amp;#039;t want us to do?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;If possible, I&amp;#039;d like my desk lamp to stay,&amp;quot; Sarah said, pointing to her vintage lime green glass lamp with dragonflies. &amp;quot;I can move it into the bedroom if I have to, but it&amp;#039;s kind of my favorite thing.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;And I want to keep my Cute Overload desk calendar,&amp;quot; I added, and everyone laughed, even Jade.  &amp;quot;Okay, got it. So we&amp;#039;re going to send the cleaning crew over around 9 a.m. on Monday morning. The camera crew will be over to set up around 10, and then the talent will come by around 11. We&amp;#039;ll start filming at noon. Does that work?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Absolutely,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;ll see you then.&amp;quot; After they left, Sarah made us goat cheese and avocado omelets. &amp;quot;This is going to be fun,&amp;quot; she said with her mouth full of toast. &amp;quot;It is,&amp;quot; I agreed. &amp;quot;But I swear if I end up with a lime green office to match your stupid lamp, and then you move out, our friendship is over.&amp;quot; "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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