Fresh air is good for the body AND the soul.
Especially after spending 48 hours going through stuff inside of, on top of, underneath, more stuff and more stuff. Dust, bugs, books, junk, all that *wonderful* stuff. Just tackling a portion of the basement marked our house an evacuation zone. I can't imagine what it will be like if/when we ever move. Ugh. I won't even think about it now.
I needed fresh air this afternoon, for my mental health and it was a perfect day to get it.