I have gravel in my pants.

I have a confession.

I have gravel in my pants.

Do you?

Want some?

I’ve got plenty in my front yard.

Brace yourselves for the next few pictures.

They’ll show you the post-snow horrors we now endure.

See?

Wait. There’s more.

How will we find our way home in the dark?

Who will wash all this blasted gravel outta my shoes?

When my husband install the shelves in my powder room?

Oops. Forget that.

Even the dog wonders why the shelf isn’t installed.

Er, I mean…even the dog wonders why the gravel won’t wash away.

There. Marriage saved.

But wait – there’s more!

Happy spring, my friends.

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What household task is at the top of your to-do list?