March 3, 2016
What do you think of when you think of Spring? Spraying weeds? Mowing grass? Allergies? Well, there’s that too, yet spring is such a vast smorgasbord of so much more. Dickens, the simple essence of Spring is a rainbow of awesomeness exploding with brilliantly glorious hues peeking out from under winter’s veil and blossoming into breath taking assortments of soft petals and renewed life. As Spring unfolds before our eyes the enchantment escalates while the days grow longer, warmer and more colorful. Guess you’ve surmised by my enthusiasm that I’m a warm weather kind of gal. Bitter, freezing cold has never impressed me. On that note, however, I get that a lot of folks like winter. For some strange reason far beyond my comprehension they actually enjoy snow. As for me, I’m allergic. It’s true! I am allergic to winter. Mold more specifically, which is more prevalent in colder temperatures and why I’ve threatened for years to sell everything and move to the beach. Actually, I believe Plan E, as I call it, is becoming less of a fantasy and more of a reality with each passing record breaking cold spell. Brrrr...
Until then, I tolerate the chill like a lot of you. Hibernating until temperatures reach a balmy 60+ degrees and losing two layers of clothing becomes socially acceptable again. Yeppers, tank tops, capris and flip flops are the greatest fashion statement on the planet. Yet the absolute best part about this time of year is Summer peeking around the corner. Durn diddly doodles, Summer all year long would make me a very happy camper indeed. Then again, it might...not saying it would. But conceivably it could get boring. Naaah! What am I thinking, I’m solar powered! I need the sun like raindrops need to fall from the sky.
Thus, as warmer days approach and folks become more active most of us have a tendency to become organized as well. Others...not so much. No worries, whether you’re a ‘most’ or an ‘other’ either way there’s no denying the onset of the phrase Spring Cleaning whispering through awakening tree branches. Neatness aside, fundamental attempts are made none the less as wardrobe doors are flung open then quickly shut again as we catch our breath realizing how close we came to actually cleaning out the closet. Yes, clothes we haven’t worn in…whenever, forgot we owned, or just don’t fit any longer are briefly gawked at just before we swiftly shut the closet door for another year. Sigh.
Well then, let’s try the garage (substitute basement, attic or junk room if you don’t have a garage). Besides, it’s been on the to-do list for...well, decades is such a harsh word...let’s just agree to agree cleaning the garage is on the list. Now, where do we begin? Well, we could start by actually going to the garage and accessing the situation. Or, we could start by making a list of exactly what we’d like to accomplish during our audacious spring cleaning mission. Or, we could sit back and relax while we day dream of actually parking our car in the garage. Or, we could simply make some lemonade and watch reruns of Andy Griffith.
I gather by your remarkably animated response to my last suggestion we need to break into spring cleaning on a much smaller scale. How about a junk drawer? Everyone has one. You know...the drawer you toss everything in when you want to remember where you put it. Yep, that’s the one! This year go crazy and finally clean out that junk drawer. Who knows what you’ll find! No, really. Who knows what you’ll find. Empty plastic tape dispensers; your first iPhone battery; dental floss; used dental floss; plastic handle to the thingamajig you were going to fix with superglue; a dried tube of superglue; half of a pair of scissors; spool of thread; night light bulb; other half of scissors; felt pads for…well, whatever felt pads are for; movie ticket stubs for Top Gun, Dirty Dancing and Finding Nemo. Oh, come on! We aren’t judging. Besides, you should see my drawers. I mean...um...never mind.
This year spring into Spring and make each day blossom with a bountiful blessing of renewed life, strength, love, kindness, forgiveness and gratitude.
Can you imagine...where the rest of the thingamajig is?
The warmth of your smile brightens Spring!