The outdoors is so fresh and clean right now. Ah, Spring!
It's my own tradition to stand barefoot on the ground on May 1st. I got one foot outta the clog, stepped on the very cold, soggy lawn, and quickly hobbled back inside. It's about 50'F out there, and the grass felt just above freezing to my toeses. Brrr!
And yes, the cleaning bug has bitten me. I want to go on a rampage and toss out everything. I want to throw out whole boxes of things without even looking inside them. None of that will happen, but the urge is there. I'll quell the jonesing with some sorting and putting things where I want them. That should keep me busy all week. And keep me from doing anything really stupid.
Oh crap on that.
Run and play, get in trouble.
Hamlet Under Almond Bough
2 days ago