It takes a strong constitution, such as that of a curmudgeon, to tackle cleaning up the basement. We all have a hierarchy of where to stuff things in our domiciles and the basement is often the final resting place for many of those things.
Basements cannot have enough shelves, nooks, closets, or most importantly: space. And when space starts to run out, it's time to clean. Everybody talks gaily about spring cleaning, but let me assure you, the last place I want to be on a fine spring day is the basement. Dark winter days like these are ideal.
So, to the basement we go. At least I have Tiger, the Wonder Cat to boldly go wherever I do to protect me from creatures lurking behind those boxes in the back.
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