It's spring. And you know what that means! An instinctive drive to not live in your own filth anymore. Or at least it means that for me. After long hard winter months of collecting drink containers and creating mind numbling long projects and having the remains in piles at my feet.
And now I can't stand it anymore. Having to hop scotch to my coutch just isn't as fun as it used to be I guess. But it happens every year. So for the next week I shall be constantly cleaning until I can't stand it anymore. However I need to make bookshelves. I have too many books and they are taking over my room. Yay me. this will probably spill on over to my car and I'll clean it out then use the last of my cash from my last paycheck to get it professionally cleaned. Arg, sometimes I hate spring.
But when I go outside and I smell that air of new grass and damp growth, I just have a feeling that things should look like new again. It's annoying but wonderful at the same time. Besides I should clean. It's embarrising when people show up and I have to shove books off a chair so they can sit down.
And so the cleaning shall commense!
In other news I'm back from my vacation safe and mostly sound. And other than a terrible tuesday where I spent a few hours in noisy conversation with a friend's toilet, I don't think I embarresed my self too much.
But I'm back here to recouperate for the coming weeks ahead. I have movies, and the books I ordered came in. So now I have much to do to unwind here at the homestead. So I'm going to get to it. You all enjoy your spring as well. Don't let the wonders of the season pass you by.
-The Pondering Dragon
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