The worst summer in history left our house looking like this. Why someone would build a white house under so many trees I'll never know. Houses in the woods should be wood colored. Ours was slowly turning green from the relentless heat and humidity.
Now that it is comfortably cooler outside The Mister tried it out yesterday on the walkway. It took a while to figure out but it looks like it's going to be just what we need to clean up the mess a summer of neglect has created. You should see the condition my deck is in. Oy.
That's not the only thing that needs cleaning up. Look at the steps that lead to the backyard. Everything is out of control. A bad year for humans was a good year for plants. You should see the weeds. We've been invaded.
Power washing is a one person job so while he was out spritzing I reorganized all of my pantry items. They were in boxes sorted by the year of expiration but I could never find anything. Now I have boxes of like products stored together. Lighter things went on top of the remaining wall cabinets freeing up floor space. Now I can see at a glance what I have and what I need to order. Nine boxes of scalloped potato mixes? What on earth was I thinking? My pandemic panic ordering is out of control.