The Good Fight

So far, April is proving to be as wet as March was windy. The months are playing their usual roles, in other words. 

I feel a certain responsibility on rainy days: unless otherwise occupied, I should use them for cleaning closets or going through old files in the basement. 

Which means that after I've written, and after I've studied, and after I've made today's calls and sent today's emails, I must get myself to the nether regions of the house ... and fight the good fight.