Around this time of year, people start talking about how they're going to tackle "spring cleaning" - air out the house, take rugs outside and whomp on them for awhile, clean things that you don't normally.
These people are, of course, nuts. That is the LAST thing I want to do when the weather starts to turn nice - after being cooped up all winter, it's time to get outside while the getting is good. And to my great regret, it generally turns out to be time to panic over the "prepare for next spring" projects I set out to do over the long winter months that I haven't yet started. By the time I get those out of the way, the weather has become real nice and spring cleaning is the furthest thing from my mind.
One would aver that at my advanced age and substantial experience that I would have been able to think this through by now, but no: procrastination always seems to prevail.
"Spring cleaning" will, once again, have to wait for next year. The sun is out and Tiger, the wonder cat and I are itching to be out as well.
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