Rot

There comes a time when I just need to clear shit out. Clean the insides, clean the outsides, buy some pretty underwear and set up an easel. That is how I feel today. It is grey and the wind seems to permeate the house. I am still in the process of dog sitting for a friend (only 3 days to go) and I daydream of what to do in my space. There is a bumble bee hitting the glass door with only snowdrops and the occasional daffodil to feast on. Timing is wrong. I feel sorry for the bee. It feels like everything around me is rotting. Things are starting to bloom. Perhaps it is because of the dentist bill forecast that was predicted yesterday. Everything is rotting inside me, that is for sure. Soon enough the meager savings I have made working 3 jobs will dwindle to nothing and I will have a mouth of silver to show for it. After rot comes life and so on, right? So I am going to clear the decks inside and out. Time to peg off some of my 31 in 31 list.