We store it in our friend's barn for the winters and we usually pick it up a lot later in spring--but it's always MUD CITY when we do, so we finally got smart and got it while the ground is still frozen. Usually it's a hellish ordeal but it took all of twenty minutes this time! My guy just had to move this thingy out of the way, first -->
I'm so happy, you guys. Now it really does feel like spring is coming (even though it's -4C right now). He bought it mere months before he met me, so it's always been a part of our relationship and is so very special to us both. So many good memories in there (we've taken it camping around Eastern Ontario and Quebec, to events, to music festivals and concerts...it's just the best). I'm going to start cleaning it tomorrow.
Besides this, our weekend has been all the usual spring cleaning stuff and the weekend shopping...which was terrifying, by the way. Having always had agoraphobic/germaphobic tendencies this virus thing is keeping my anxiety at a solid 9/10 whenever I'm around people now. I didn't like going out before and it's total hell, now. (People are just so brainlessly inconsiderate/oblivious/willfully ignorant...but that's all I'm going to say about it--I'm dropping this now before I get all depressed, again.)
Better things, better things... Oh! I saw robins everywhere I went today--everywhere. After the fourth one I was getting a tad spooked out. It wouldn't be weird if I had seen a handful all doing different things/going about their bird business, but they weren't--every single one was just sitting on the ground, alone, staring at me.
Now to check what robins symbolize hmm...