Here’s a little story.
I was expecting a friend over and looked around, finding, my kitchen was a complete mess. We were planning on baking that day, so, I did a quick clean and spritz.
My friend came over, entered the kitchen, and said, “What have you been doing? Your kitchen smells like Pickles.”
As my cat, Tengo, is getting all cozy in the “bad poetry” box that I sorted out in my office/studio, I’m realizing I should take the time to amend my previous post on spring-cleaning.
Today is cloudy and damp, a cool spring day that makes me want to dedicate time to cleaning my home. In my brain, right now, spring is synonymous with spring-cleaning. Ah, the time of year when you realize the clutter, dust and general state of your home and heart is…
Well, it’s time, folks. Lez be real.
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