I hate cleaning. Loathe it. And because I’m generally easy-going and lazy and can think of many nicer things to do than clean, I put it off. Unfortunately, Rudi is the same way.

Which means when we do need to clean, like before friends come to visit or a party or we go away for several days, it is a monumental effort.

Like right now.

Wednesday we head north for our annual folk music foray. Shelley and her family aren’t coming up until Friday morning, so we’ll be responsible for finding us a campsite and throwing stuff around to keep people from “stealing” the place where we’ll want to put the sun shelter and Shelley’s tent.

The good news is that for the (relatively) painless cost of cleaning up, we have the joy of knowing we’ll soon be seeing our friends and family.

It’s like they say:

New rear brakes for the car: $110
Four day camping tickets: $200
Seeing Erik, Eri, Eric, Shelley, Mike, Dasch, Reesie, Mum, Dad, and Gramma: Priceless