After a beautiful weekend in Tennessee, my family returned to reality, suffering from a good case of national park fever. Walking through the door, we were confronted by a pile of the above.
There is a strong temptation to run away. Or shove it all under the litter box (another delight I’m avoiding). I have visions of a bonfire to keep warm since the lovely temps have left us for now.
I know, I know. I will buckle down and deal with it, staunch minimalist that I am.
Just give me a few more minutes of spring break in my mind.