Opening the windows, sweeping the floors, putting hot water bottles under the covers. Airing the place. Going through a half dozen Swiffer dusters. You know, the general kind of maintenance necessary when you've been gone a long time, and you come back and find out that things are rather a mess.
I've missed you, Internet.
Ad just think! In just two days, I get to do a physical cleanup of my actual room, just like the mounds of spam cleanup it looks like I've got ahead of me here. Hopefully my bedroom doesn't actually have any Spam™ in it, though.
Interesting fact about India: In the several days leading up to an election, or on national holidays, they don't allow stores or restaurants to serve alcohol. Dry day, they call it. Three guesses if you can figure out when they're having elections here.
If one of your three guesses was "today," you win a gold star. No vodka, though. That would apparently be naughty.
From the little I can glean from looking the practice up online, it seems that in some cases, it's intended as a mark of respect (i.e., Gandhi's birthday, a notorious teetotaler). In other cases, as in elections, it seems that it's meant to intend that the populace makes their decisions and votes for their candidates in a state of absolute sobriety. None of this drunken lever-pulling here! No sir!
I tell you what, I bet that a candidate running on a platform of getting rid of dry days would win in a landslide.