Today, I went outside to check just how bad the weeds were in my flower beds (they're starting to get a little crazy, btw), and it was SO nice out, I decided to ignore all my house cleaning plans and weed in the sun instead. After 10 minutes (it's a small flower bed), I thought about the pile of dishes inside, sighed and headed back in to do them.
With dishes safely done, I turned to the piles of clothes in the bedroom, then to the vacuum, trying to make a decision when the glinting sun caught my eye once more. So I thought to myself, screw it! And I just shirked all my grown up responsibilities, grabbed my water bottle, threw down a blanket and soaked it all up.
It's only +16, but my backyard is like a wind block and a sun trap, so I lay there in my slippers and listened...
I heard the wind brush the new blades of grass together, I heard the rustle of crows wings as they flew just a few feet above me, I heard the new leaves on the big tree behind our house swishing with the gusts of wind, I heard the seagulls crying and the neighbours wind mobile clack clack clacking and I thought to myself, this is what I've waited all those months, that whole long, cold winter for...
and it was worth the messy house. *
*Besides, Don's on tour now anyways, I don't have to clean up until the day before he gets home!