Yet Another A Cleaning Rampage

Whatever induced it the cranky day, it has stretched into three. My legs have finally stopped hurting but other bits of me have taken their place. This is a direct result of my grumpy spell. You see in an attempt to bring peace and order to my mind, I went after things that seemed out of place an cluttery around me. In this case, my victims were the garden room, and the basement. The bed that once resided in the garden room is gone. The mouse that resided under the bed in the garden room is gone. The mouse poops that resided all over the garden room are gone. So are most of the spiders. My bad mood is not gone. 

The garden room is now called a tea room. It's basically a tree house on the ground. It has a small coffee table, a love seat and a rocking chair. My lap top is picking of the wireless signal from the house beautifully. I thought is wouldn't so that is a wonderful surprise. It's quiet out here.  

The second victim of my bad mood, the basement, is not in quite as good of shape as the garden room. It is much bigger and more full of stuffs, but I think it improved. Unfortunately, the mood did not. 

After three days of being around a depressed wife, Andrew is feeling the gloom. He helped me in the basement and the garden room both, but especially in the basement where I wouldn't have been able to get anything done without him. 

In the end, I think that the root cause of a glum mood for either of us is the same. We need jobs. Applying for jobs is about as thankless an occupation as being a telemarketer. It might be worse. After all, telemarketers due generally get paid.

It will happen. Then we will make lots of money and wish that we had more free time. For the moment, I am excited about volunteering with the USGS. Its great experience for me. I wish Andrew could do something like that.