Whenever an unseasonably pleasant day disrupts the winter cold, I find myself most eager to start upon cleaning and reorganizing. I’m not very consistent about “spring cleaning,” but that’s in part because I’ve already hit most of my goals by the time true spring arrives.
I did not wake today thinking that I’d use it for any particularly productive purpose, but the cleaning impulse hit me hard by noon, and I dug first through our bookshelves and then through the closet space beneath our stairs, dragging my wife along with me. She was not amused. But we did get the closet space cleaned out for the first time ever! That space had immediately become a catch-all for boxes and bags of flotsam upon our move in. We have now reclaimed the space!
And that is how I spent today.