I feel like somebody who's just been released from prison. Went out back of the office and stared for awhile at white clouds in the clear blue, my sycamore tree starting to green-up, robins/jays/red-wing blackbirds flittin' around, and breathed some cool and fresh spring air for a change. Gosh, it feels great!
Guess I could louse around today and do nothing at all, but I hate junk and chores piling up, so I've been cleaning out the office today (my idea of fun I suppose), throwing out all the old junk, paper, forms, etc. and burning it (one of the privileges of living in the sticks--no several days of shredding--just one day of flame). It's nice to get rid of all the old stuff--feels like you're cleaned house and everything's new.
Hope you're all having a good time, too, doing whatever you like to do.
'Bye.
Guess I could louse around today and do nothing at all, but I hate junk and chores piling up, so I've been cleaning out the office today (my idea of fun I suppose), throwing out all the old junk, paper, forms, etc. and burning it (one of the privileges of living in the sticks--no several days of shredding--just one day of flame). It's nice to get rid of all the old stuff--feels like you're cleaned house and everything's new.
Hope you're all having a good time, too, doing whatever you like to do.
'Bye.
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