Freezer burn and more
Someone left the freezer open while we were traveling last summer. The food is covered with white snow. Now, in March, our son empties the freezer contents into bags, knocking off the ice. W cleans it out and helps me put things back. One shelf for him. One for me. One for the son. And the bottom for vegetables and fruit. I cleaned for about ten hours Saturday. Where did all these papers come from? I filled another binder with decor sheets; over the past months I've ripped out the pages I love and tossed the magazines. That means I have to take time to sort and put the clippings away. The doctoral texts taken from our room go into the guest bookshelves. The bedding is aired outside. The Roomba whirls around our bedroom. Three times, to make sure it's clean. I love Auntie Molly's pink velvet drapes (bright fuschia!) in our room. One kid takes a bulletin board. Another takes an old set of dragon dominos. We freecycle a hammock we never used, another whiteboard/ corkboard, and...