When I came downstairs to find the kitchen in the state it is in, with milk from milking time still to be poured but not until some milk jugs are first cleaned and made available in a kitchen where there is literally NO counter space on which to work...well, that is the most depressed I've been in a while.
It doesn't help that my entire body is sore and achy from the yard work I did outside yesterday.
This is what happens when a day turns sunny after a week (or two!) of straight rain.
The house goes all to pot and I don't care a whit.
Until I have to clean it all up.