The sky is blue, the birds are feeling frisky, flowers are blooming and the windows are open. AND, this has been going on almost all winter with just a few brief cold spells. I know---I am not alone.
If flowers can get confused, so can this old lady. I have been hit with an overwhelming desire to clean house, top to bottom. Windows, oven, refrigerator, and walls. Even the outside walls are calling to me.
I know that calendar wise, I am way early but I am on a roll. When I gave away most of my coats recently, the urge to purge and clean blossomed. Now I am attacking anything that is not seasonal and hasn't been used in 6 months as being unnecessary. There are two piles, Humane Society thrift store and landfill.
Just the excess in my closet
With in the cautious me lies the voice that reasons, “You just might need that hat if the weather gets cold. Oh no, not the purses and shoes. So what if my foot has grown a full size. Maybe if I took some pain killers I could still wear them.”
Fortunately, my long dormant Thoreau is not listening and I am winning the purge battle.
What I need is not a place to house my stuff, but only enough stuff to fit my house. So I am chucking "stuff" into garbage bags willy nilly and scrubbing everything that is left. Better hide Mighty Dog, you are on the list of "to be scrubbed."
With a little luck my energy and interest won't run out before the monster job is done. And of course if Winter ever does decide to visit, I can enjoy the view through spanky clean windows.
The good thing is that all this will be finished and no longer a “to-do” when it comes time to put in my veggie garden and tend to the flower beds when the calendar Spring actually gets here. Then I can concentrate on what I love to do, not what I have to do.
Think I am going to like this. Also there is always the chance that by doing my Spring cleaning the first of February, it may bring on winter. Kind of like washing your car to make it rain. Either way, I am good.
My theory is not to rail against what can't be changed but just bend and go with the flow. Kind of an urban version of the Serenity Prayer.
Has this puny Winter and false Spring set you off on premature activities? Mine have been satisfying but hopefully yours are much more fun.