What is it about Spring that fills us with the urge to throughly clean our house from top to bottom all in one day?
This morning I found myself putting on a Tina Turner CD, and then I proceeded to dust down the ceiling and the corners of the walls, and by the time I hit the fourth song on the CD “What’s love got to do with it”, I was in a full “spring cleaning mode,” and there was no saving me from myself.
Hours later, a rather tired and achy woman emerged from her self induced cleaning urge, and now I am going to literally pour myself into a nice warm bubble bath.