Fire.

fireSaturday morning a few things that have not exactly gone well for me for the past couple of weeks swirled around and around in my head and right before I exploded, I obliterated just about any weed that considered growing in my back yard, I cleaned out my closet and played with the idea of painting some stuff. The biggest issue will most likely not be completely resolved for a couple of months, so my Spring cleaning is about to be completed on levels I could not have imagined. In January. Sigh. Onward.