We had an AC appointment this afternoon. There was a major tidy-up that needed to happen first. I am under no illusions that our house is in realtor-open-house condition, but the toilets are scrubbed, the tile is mopped, the carpets are vacuumed and the toys in the living room are picked up enough so that the whole floor isn’t a trip hazard. Young children are highly efficient mess-makers, but they aren’t so good at mess-unmaking. It doesn’t help when their parents are tidiness challenged. This is not a revelation to those who know me. While a packrat/collector mentality is not so good for keeping a neat and tidy house, it is great for writing. There is always some recollection or snippet of memory that I can use to add detail or humor. Something I’ve read, something I’ve seen, something I’ve done. That’s when squirreling away all kinds of bits and pieces comes in handy. There’s a reason Donna Reed wasn’t a writer…