|Showing off the trophy again...|
There are many signs of spring in the household. I've mentioned that it was moi' this year who saw the first robin. I also said Victoria won the Beanie Baby robin last year. Well, it was this way you see... I heard her responding to something (loudly) in another room and as I looked out the window I saw a flock of robins. So she won.
But the Beanie Baby robin stayed on Hubby's filing cabinet where it had been proudly displayed for a year. Victoria thinks such stuffed birdies are real and she likes to chew them.
I have a really cute robin my friend, Heather, made me. I tried keeping it on a low shelf but each time I displayed it, here would come Her Fluffiness with said stuffed robin in her teeth, looking as if she won a blue ribbon at the state fair. Now the robin is on top of Christopher's bookcase in the study. So far the Beanie Baby robin is safe on my desk.
I started cleaning the garage yesterday. I work about an hour at a time, take a long break, work another hour, etc. I sneeze a lot. But I want to get as much done as possible before tomorrow when my daughter-in-law is coming over to look through their items in the garage and (hopefully) take some of them away.
I just could not have her coming into the garage in the state it was in from winter's neglect. She wouldn't mind at all but I would! ;)
Sooo... hopefully by the end of the week the garage will be in great shape. Never perfect, of course, but a whole lot better. I may even be able to locate the lawn and garden items when I need them.
That is another reason for the garage cleaning. I am well aware once it warms up (which may happen next week), the lawn chores begin. I also want to do some early spring gardening, perhaps plant a few cold weather items. I have to wait until mid-May in most years to plant other veggies.
In the midst of the busy-ness of spring, I sometimes think of selling the house in the country and moving to a condo. But then the flowers start blooming, the Dogwood once again amazes us with its' splendor, the garden begins to produce, and I am reminded why I left the city.
Although downstairs staff would be nice. Just saying...