The picturesque view from my bedroom window did nothing to inspire thoughts of Spring this morning. The snow had been falling all night, and it has continued throughout the day. Despite the wintery view, I got the itch to do some serious cleaning. Serious Cleaning. The type of which most only tackle when they're actually doing Serious Spring Cleaning. This is the kind of cleaning that usually requires nice weather. Warm weather, so you can fling the doors open and let in the sun-warmed, fresh air. Let's be clear: there was no sun-warmed, fresh air. Just cleaning.
But Spring or not, I cleaned! I've sorted, filed, stacked, trashed, hauled, emptied, organized and dusted. And that, my friends, is why it's time for dinner and I'm still in my jammies. Don't judge me. I am now organized enough to take phone messages on something besides the back of an envelope, and with something other than a broken crayon. It's a big step.