My apologies to readers—I’ll have a SubscribeStar Saturday post up tomorrow (God Willing).
We have been working nearly around the clock to get our respective houses packed and cleaned. This past week I was routinely putting in five or six hours each night after work getting stuff packed, moved, trashed, donated, cleaned, etc.
My pastor has a new carpet and general cleaning service, and I had to the age-old task of preparing for the cleaner: cleaning. I was able to clean enough to allow him access to the deep stuff.
It’s amazing how filthy a house can get when inhabited by a busy bachelor over the course of seven years. Yes, I take out the trash, clean the counters, wash the dishes, do the laundry, etc. Dusting is my enemy, though, and when you have as much inherited and acquired bric-a-brac and furniture and just plain junk as I do, there are thousands of surfaces for dead, shed skin cells to fall.
Now my house is at a level of cleanliness worthy of selling, and I hope to get it listed this upcoming week (after Winter Storm Fern wreaks her havoc).
Needless to say, my planned piece about the attack on the Minneapolis church is on the backburner. Dr. Wife and I had another busy day today, and after dinner and errands, I realized I didn’t have it in me to slam out a rant about evil Leftists.
That will come tomorrow.
Stay warm, my friends!
—TPP
The Portly Politico 
Happy Sunday, Tyler! Thanks for the cleaning reminder—good timing, since I’m in Florida and want this done before the brutal heat returns. We are getting new windows installed late February. After that, I’ll go room by room like I’m moving out: slow, dusty work that’ll take weeks, one spot at a time. Not that the house is dirty now, but it’s always a shock what sneaks in over the year—dust, sand grit, a little mildew risk, random clutter. Good luck with the house sale!
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Thanks, Robin! Yes, it is wild to me how much junk I’ve accumulated after living here for seven years. Of course, some of it was junk I moved with me when I moved here in 2018!
It’s funny—Dr. Wife and I have been talking about how much unnecessary stuff we have managed to accumulate, and how it feels good to weed it out. Then we went to Target after dinner last night to pick up a few incidentals, and she and I were drawn like moths to the flame of things we don’t need! To our credit, we got out of there only purchasing the items we went into the store to get. : D
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