Every year like clockwork, you can plot out the season by the plastic on my house. Every fall, my step-dad diligently covers EVERY single inch of our house in plastic.
The first sign of spring for most people, is the robin, or buds on the tree...
Today the plastic came off the porch door!
I am the happiest girl in the world!
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