How is this month not like any other month?
Because it is the birthday month.
In two and a half hours, by the time I finish watching Mr. Selfridge (aka Big Hat Sunday on PBS), the birthday month will be over.
This weekend I meant to organize the garage, or at least clean the basement door, but instead I woke up at 3 am and purged the linen closet. If I get the garage and basement sorted after work this week I won't have a single project left.
Instead of projects then, I suppose I can have fun. I approached Gary with the idea of visiting Chicago in April for the river tour, and he was not intrigued.
That would be some fun scheduled for April, then in May we have a graduation in KC, in June we see Quebec City, then in July it's Nashville to see BNL, Ben Folds, Boothby Graffoe, and Guster.
I have to do something: I've had "clean basement" on my to-do list for years.