Saturday rolled around, as it has a habit of doing, and I decided it was just too damm hot to take the long walk I’d been promising myself. But sitting around all lazy like was also not something I was looking forward to. So I cleaned. Everything. The whole apartment, top to bottom. In the process, I tossed out about four trashbags worth of junk and dirt, scrubbed surfaces that haven’t seen the light of day in over a year, found more than one book previously thought lost, dusted, did laundry, and vacumed. The only thing I did not do were the dishes. But everything’s a little more organized now. (It’ll last maybe a month, but it will be a nice month.)