Means a few things at our house. Recycling and garbage goes to the curb for 7:00am in our neck of the woods. We have Girl Guides for nearly three hours in the evening, and I take the youngest rock climbing in Markham for the late afternoon. Poor poochie has to stay home alone to watch over the house, bark & snarl at passers by. This morning was pretty chilly, but I do hope we get that +15°C warmth we’ve been promised, even if it’s just briefly. Hard to estimate just how much I like a good warm sunny blow-up on exposed skin this late in the winter. I realize it will officially be spring come Thursday, but today, today I would like a warm sun on my face at school pick up, because it was frosty AF this morning.
I did manage to run the vacuum around yesterday, and oh my good lord the house was a mess. That’s what happens when you don’t clean before you go away for a few days, the dirt compounds, and settles in the corners. The dog shaking this loose every so often doesn’t help much either. I can begin the next round of purges soon enough, as spring cleaning will be a thing I do shortly.
Boots, coats, snow pants and mitts. Old shoes, rain jackets, splash pants – oh my! Closets to pilfer, and drawers to declutter. Hidden pockets of junk discarded. Old skates, helmets and equipment can be moved on down the line to younger family members. It truly is a wonderful time of year. Does my oldest child really require 32 sweaters??? 50 some odd pairs of pants. Nearly 70 t-shirts. It’s too damn much. Far too much. We could clothe half her class easily, for a couple of days at that. It’s ridiculous. Bedrooms are far too small for this sort of display.
Don’t get me started on the piles of unopened birthday & Christmas gifts. Madness. The whole lot of it. Utter madness. But I digress.
