No noise out back tonight, just the sharp smell of skunk in humid air. Consequently, I spent most of the evening in my office, which is habitable and pleasant after I spent an hour and a half tidying and cleaning the other night. It turns out I avoided spending time in my office for four months because I was putting off 90 minutes' worth of shredding bills and finding a permanent home for art-show debris and wedding ephemera.
To be fair to myself, I am working very hard on not being a slob and have been trying to keep my bedroom and the common areas of the house reasonably clean and organized. But all that deeply ingrained, lifelong messiness has to go somewhere. There isn't much left now for my poor slobby heart but my work office and my car. I fear they may explode.