Spring showed up with an ice tray this year.
Still waiting for the warm breezy days
where you can open your window and
let the fresh air fill the house.
We drove my eldest up to encampment
( think mini boot camp)
for Civil Air Patrol this weekend.
He really wanted to go -
even though he LOOKS
like he is going to throw up-
he was dying to go.
I have plunged into Spring cleaning
even though it really doesn't feel like Spring.
My current creative space has no heat
nor insulation which means all winter
I bundle up - open the door-
run through the place like
a rabid kangaroo stuffing things in my pouch -
then run back out again.
This leaves in it's wake
So I've been sorting beads and components
for the last few days
trying to get everything back to it's rightful place.
I think my shoulders are now permanently
attached to the back of my head,
my eyesight shot
and my right hand is the shape of one of those
sorting does that to a person.
I am trying to be patient waiting for
the renovations in the basement
and my new space
but I am ready to fly out of here!
Have you already done your Spring cleaning?
Is it actually Spring where you are?
How much do you love sorting small beads?
Well hope all is well at your end!