Tremble before me, ye mites

Today I am determined to accomplish a thorough Spring Cleaning. Given how much free time I have, there is just no excuse for the coating of dust that currently covers everything, the things that tumble out of every storage compartment in the house when opened, the books heaped up on every bookshelf willy-nilly. No excuse.

The bed linens will be laundered in hot water to kill dust mites. An old toothbrush will cleanse the dining room frame of the mold that accumulated there, in the constantly sweating aluminum frames during the damp winter months (tip: NEVER install metal window frames in the Pacific Northwest unless you're looking to construct a permanent in-house science experiment). Much as I have appreciated the scientific value of watching the spider in the window sill above my desk, as she traps houseflies and sucks the blood from their little heads - she's going to have to move on. Our book collection WILL once again fit within the confines of our current bookshelf space, and all extraneous tomes will go to the church's used book sale.

I know it will only be a temporary victory - the dust mites and the mold and the books will reproduce and come back - but today, victory WILL be mine.