Bucketing down outside again, the house smells of wet dogs, there is mud all over the hall.

Coats dripping and hair still damp. jeans sticking to my legs. I should change into something dry.

I had promised myself I would start on the spring cleaning today and find a whole new level of deep happy cleanliness in the house.

But is it going to happen? Are we ready for spring? Or am I just fooling myself?

Well it is April 1st, so maybe I am.

But the mud needs to be mopped up and the laundry needs doing and I’m not going to play outside in this weather am I.

sigh.