TITLE: Spring Fever
By David F. Palmieri Sr.
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by David F. Palmieri Sr.
Hi, I’m Dave and I invented, “spring fever,” believe it or not. I turned what normal people experience once a year into a compulsive disease. So you’re a skeptic huh? Read on, doubter because, “I love Springtime more than anybody.”
I’ve got my garden planted, gutters cleaned, bike oiled and the lawn furniture set up on the patio. The pool is crystal-clear and chlorinated and the torches are filled with fresh citronella. The mower is sharpened and the battery is charged. Both cars have been detailed and the AC units have been serviced. I’ve re-painted all the birdhouses and the Hummingbird feeders are filled and ready.
The beach chairs and umbrella are tucked neatly in the van along with the towels. I have the campground reservations confirmed for the entire season. The trailer is spotless and aching to go. The boat is polished, and the gas tank is full. The dogs are getting antsy, since they saw me load their life vests on board. The hooks are all sharpened, I put new line on the reels, and the bait is in the cooler. All I need to do is get my new fishing license, which I can’t do for a couple of weeks yet.
I bought sunscreen, tanning lotion, insect repellent, sun hats and Polarized glasses. The shelves in the basement are well stocked with canned soda, bottled water, and snacks too numerous to mention. It’s amazing how inexpensive all this stuff is if you shop early.
Two quarts of Pine-Sol, one gallon of carpet shampoo, one can of furniture polish and an armload of elbow grease took care of the house. The new bedding and curtains are in place and the winter stuff washed and in storage. I guess I should add a new cordless drill to my Christmas list. I still have time since it’s only December seventeenth and I ruined my other one planting the seeds in the frozen ground.
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