I spent three hours yesterday morning just to make a pathway in my storage shed/work shop. I also used some of that time to inflate the tires of my garden tractor, a wagon and a cart we use around the yard, but primarily it was just time spent re-arranging stuff, sweeping up the floor, and tossing trash. What occurred to me while I was working is how much of our life we spend in cleanup, whether it is the physical cleanup of our clothes, our dishes, floors, sinks and so forth, or the cleanup of the emotional and social mishaps that happen along the path of merely living from day to day. Cleanup is simply a byproduct of living and interacting with our physical and cultural worlds. It is inevitable! The need for cleanup is always there in spite of our best efforts to not make messes; it is a part of the human condition! So, all together, lets roll up our metaphorical sleeves, get the brooms and mops and buckets, and embrace the fact we will be doing cleanup until we cease to inhabit this plane of existence.
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