Broke Wife, Big City
Spring Cleaning for Lazy Dummies
By Aprill Brandon 

Guys. 

Guys. 

GUYS. 

Spring officially arrived this week. And not that manic-depressive spring we've been having that's been passive-aggressively toying with our emotions because it wasn't hugged enough as a child by Father Winter. 

No, I'm talking about happily hopped up on pills and booze spring. 

Or at least it has in my neck of the woods. Sunny, breezy, mid-60's perfect spring. For the first time in SIX MONTHS I was able to open the windows, letting out the stench of cooped up dog and overcooked Christmas ham. 

The birds are chirping. The neighborhood kids are outside playing. The random dudes who are somehow related to either my landlord or his handyman and store their stuff in the garage are in my driveway working on their RV or possibly building a meth lab in their RV. 

Yes, it's a beautiful day. 

So beautiful that when I got out of the shower, I half expected a bunch of birds to fly in, towel me off and throw a bright pink Disney princess dress over my head that floated down and fit me perfectly. And then some happy squirrels would intricately lace a bunch of flowers in my hair. And then my dog would come running in and eat them. 

In fact, this weather has put me in such a good mood I actually cleaned. Better yet, I even went to the store beforehand to buy ACTUAL CLEANING PRODUCTS instead of wiping off the counter with leftover dog shampoo and my husband's Green Lantern T-shirt. 

Like, I scrubbed the TOILET. I mopped. I finally threw out the aforementioned Christmas ham that had been hanging out, possibly gaining consciousness, in the fridge. 

I even made the bed (and by "made the bed" I mean picked the sheets up off the floor, since my husband and I are those kind of sleepers who thrash around violently in our REM cycles, and then haphazardly laid them back on the bed). 

Yes, I hate to be this person, considering I didn't get to where I am in my writing career (underpaid and underemployed) by being positive and non-sarcastic, but this weather has definitely brought back a spring in my step (pun COMPLETELY intended...also, sorry). 

And guys, this could just be the vitamin D talking here, but it's enough to make a girl think that everything is going to be OK. 

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