There will be no Spring Cleaning this year.
Instead, I intend to do a Swedish Death Cleaning. Yes, it’s a ‘thing’ right now. Very much all over the net. Drastic clutter calls for drastic measures. I absolutely must have a clear place in which to work, and work very hard to develop the talents I’ve identified into a cohesive unit, functioning seamlessly and productively.
Besides, when you realize that if you live half again as old as you are now, that would be a natural Act III. Where the audience (in this case, consisting of only myself) sees the final actions of the characters, sublime success or unhappy failure, the conflict resolved, the denouement. That final curtain certainly is.
So I’ll take my applause now, if you please.