Oh, the hall closet; the hall closet I (sort of) began cleaning weeks ago. The very same hall closet that tries to reach out and grab me as I walk past. The closet that whispers to me when I am trying to go to sleep, “Clean me.” The closet I am doing my damnedest to ignore.
It is spring in my town; spring in my town usually only lasts for about four days. I am trying to enjoy it while I can. So, if anyone out there in blog-land is sitting around waiting for me to write about cleaning out the hall closet – GO OUTSIDE! Go outside and enjoy the spring weather. When the mosquitoes come I will clean out the closet – until then I will be playing in the dirt and watching the dogs chase each other.
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