It's a sunny Saturday, perfect for two things: walking in the country and cleaning the kitchen.
Since the desire to scrub sweeps over me so rarely, I am acting on the latter. It's not too often that I have the time and the natural light required to actually eyeball messes and do something about them. Cleaning up in the kitchen on a gloomy day, I am like a blind person as I swab the counter top with my soapy dishcloth. If it feels sticky/lumpy/crumby/wet, I wipe it down. But I can't actually see a thing. I'm doing it all by Braille.
Sunny day ....different story.
And this afternoon, I will go for that walk. I can do other Saturday chores on a weekday.