Happy Mother's Day.
Nothing's blooming here. I have four crepe myrtles in my yard. None of them have bloomed yet, although it's still a bit early. By this time last year, they were all in bloom, not just mine, but all the trees that line my street. The magnolias are only in partial bloom - perhaps 10% of any tree blooms, the rest - nothing. There's an azalea bush next to the cabin. No flowers, not even buds. Maybe the plants are in recession too.
I held a yard sale yesterday and sold off most of my old furniture. I still have a few items left, most notably the washer and dryer. Yard sales are fun, occasionally lucrative, and utterly exhausting. Now the house is a wreck and I'm too tired to clean. Maybe I'll treat myself to Star Trek today, and post grades, and sweep and mop, and pack up another room. Or maybe I'll take a nap.
By the end of the month, I'll be in the cabin. It needs a severe cleaning, inside and out. If I can find a Mr. Clean bomb, I'l throw it.