A little play on words to recognize the doldrums of mid-March in Michigan.
Winter is getting old and the warm weekend only made going back into the 30s a real downer. Windy, cold, grey, blah. A forecast of a week or so below average temperatures. Of course, that's just what I need for that bathroom fix-up project. Nothing like a really crummy day outside to make scraping old caulk seem like a worthwhile endeavor.
I finally got my taxes done... another benefit of crummy weather. Overpaid the estimated taxes because the business was down a bit... nothing like $3.00 gasoline to shut down RV rentals... so the governement can give me back the money I didn't earn.
My wife really cleaned up the house... another benefit of crummy weather. Amazing how those dust bunnies can multiply.
Maybe we're not so idle after all. Maybe we're just bored with what we're doing. I keep looking at the golf courses, but they aren't looking back yet. Hey, April is almost here.
Oh, yeah, that's when yard work begins.
