It's a lovely not-so-warm 38 degrees this morning as the fog rolls in yet again. Nothing chills you to the bone like 100% humidity in the freezing cold. It was pretty much a do-nothing day until I remembered that I was supposed to pick up some legal papers last week. My attorney is a long ways away, but more importantly, it meant I actually had to get dressed up in something publicly acceptable.
Why that brought about a cleaning frenzy, I've no idea. It started with sheets and migrated into the sewing room closet. I've got yarn, witches hats, wreaths, scuba diving gear and vintage clothing stuffed in there like the potato in that sausage. Oh and tablecloths from way back in the 50's, followed up by a roller skating reindeer and a big stuffed decorative bunny. No one ever said I wasn't diversified.
The next find brought about 30 minutes of getting this Christmas photo of Cooper wearing a Santa hat. Everyone has these pictures of their kids, right?