Cleaning Break Is Over

Last week it was the weeds on the outside: whacking, pulling and sweating. I was trying to save my plants from the weeds stranglehold. This last Memorial Day, I started a nightmare. All to be cooler.

I decided to rearrange my house so that my bedroom is in the coolest part of the house. I had done a week with my mattress on the living room floor. Then decided I needed to move my room and make the living room back to the showroom it was meant to be. It went a lot smoother in my head. I am still amazed at how much garbage I've accumulated which I must sort through; so I've got weeks ahead before I am really done.

Cleaning break is over so I'll leave you with a poem: