Cleaning is just something that needs to be done in order for us to dance around in a clean environment without choking on dust bunnies.
The sun shines directly into our livingroom, which makes it pretty obvious that the windows need some cleaning. Even the day after I’ve cleaned them it’s obvious they need cleaning. Vicious circle.
I always postpone it. Cleaning the windows. But today was the day. Twenty minutes later, people across the street got to see this:
Something you can only do with clean windows…
This may or may not also be the reason why today’s post is late.
As it may have come across in my other letters, I’m quite a kid. I try my best to keep in touch with my inner child by sticking to some of my childish convictions. Not that I throw a tantrum whenever we go grocery shopping and I can’t have chocolate (not that often anyway).
But after rain has fallen when the worms comes up from the earth and get toasted from the now shining sun, I can’t help but to help them. I have to help them across the pavement, back onto the grass.
It’s been a rainy summer here in Denmark, so this task was more or less impossible. But the snails, oh my God; the snails. To avoid crushing their houses and taking their lives, I jump around and do a little dance that if I weren’t wearing a hoodie would look like I was doing some African tribal dance.
I imagine them saying “thank-you for your troubles” for each jump, and always wonder why I seem to be the only one bothering? Am I?
PS. Happy World Smile Day! Do an act of kindness. Help one person smile!