optimistic

Today's cleaning fit. Willing the weather to stay this way, I cleaned the screened-in porch, though it still looks white-trash-like with all the boards I put up after last week's Belly fiasco. I brought out the patio chairs and will shortly be sitting in one of them while Annabelle chews on one of the few sticks left in the backyard. 50 degrees on February 15th. I'll take it.