The mucky part of the winter settles in to the valley.
Not good breathin'.
Sorting through the cabinets and storage around the sideboard. I knew I could foster that cleaning mood, given a bit of time. Sure enough. I detest busy work, all I can do to make myself tidy and sort if it seems like simply passing time. But if I can turn it into progress, clearing out crap, imposing sense, I can go a long way on a tiny spark.
Eleanor came to inspect.
What are you doing?
Not impressed, I'll be back.
Well, it's better.
Keep working.
6 comments:
It's best if our furry ones keep an eye on us.
Make a hole and that cat will fill it!
Rou,
She does that.
Cat,
She's especially good at squirming in, her specialty is door opening. If it isn't actually latched, she will get in.
Air quality here is crisp with a light wind from the north blowing persistently, everything away. Of course it means it is still cold here, but that will pass over night tonight.
There are numerous spots in my house that could use some decluttering. It just isn't a priority at the moment.
i am, uh, trying to tidy up this place. it's sort of a dump in here.
Phil,
Fine. Just rub it in. See if I care.
sniff
flask,
Understood. We have had people over lately, and hope to have more soon, so I've been keeping up a bit.
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