I think I may have spring fever.
I found myself looking at pressure canners yesterday.
I have nothing to can. Well, eggs, maybe.
("pleh" and "ew")
I tried crocheting (compulsively)
After that, some
sewing
baking,
a little gardening
some reorganizing.
Then.
I planned and executed the hands and knees scrubbing of all non-carpeted floors.
And ENJOYED it.
AAGGGH!
Time to remove Martha Stewart's hot breath from off my neck.
There is always the quick fix.
Creedence, and Argent - to help me not feel so much like a soccer mom.
Miles Davis, and James Taylor - to help me put my feet up.
Ahhh. That's better.
Thanks guys.
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