Well, the summer, at least. On this, the first Saturday of summer, I've been cleaning up after the excesses of the last couple weeks of counter building.
It's truly amazing how messy things can get if you're working on a project with somebody else. I've turned into a real fan of putting things away as I go; it makes the prospect of finishing much less daunting and also keeps things tidy while you're in progress. But when two people are pulling out tools and doing things and making messes, the overall effect is a bigger mess than seems really possible.
So I spent a couple of hours putting tools back in the tool chest this morning (what joy), and just went out and cleaned up the yard where we were working. I still have a pile of art supplies taken out for the end of the semester in May that need to be re-stowed in the accordion room, but at least they're in a single pile that can be carried upstairs.
And then there's the places where the dog has been coughing. One of the things about a sickness like Kennel Cough is that there is coughing, and dogs have no concept of how to cover their mouths. So I have to shampoo the carpet in the bedroom where she has been standing around, coughing on the floor. It's really charming, let me tell you. (Not as bad as when both cats had a cold and kept sneezing on me, but close.)
Let's not even talk about the huge pile of papers on my desk. No, really.
Yes, I get to spend the first weekend of summer cleaning house (and doing homework! Let's not forget the everpresent homework!). Of course, there is SF Pride tomorrow, but that's only a minor interruption.
You finished that counter there, missy. You have done well.
Charlotte (whose weekend was mostly cleaning and baseball)