I look around.
I see stacks of laundry – finally put away thanks to my honey.
I see a dishwasher that needs to be emptied – my brother will do that tomorrow.
I see a house in severe need of decluttering and general cleaning. That’s my job, somewhat.
Is it a dirty house? No. Is it a filthy house? No.
But it’s driving me batty.
The Easter baskets still sit on the piano. The stack of papers is continually piling up on the stereo and printer. The bathroom needs to be cleaned. The kitchen table is gathering toys and papers and a box of crayons. I don’t want to even talk about the nightmare that is my laundry room…
Then there is the conglomeration of emails and blog posts that haven’t crossed my eyes. My apologies to those I am neglecting!
But I don’t regret the things that pull me away from my day-to-day life.
4 soccer games and a kindergarten friend’s birthday party.
Digging in the dirt with my Eli, planting flower bulbs and herbs and vegetables. Moving herbs and a tree from the front yard to the back yard. Sprucing up the flower bed.
Each night of the week finds karate or soccer or both. Fridays we crash because we all need it. Saturday is family movie night.
Somewhere in there laundry gets done and folded. It’s either do that or buy the boys new underwear. Somewhere in there the dishwasher gets loaded and unloaded, the remaining dishes get done and put away.
The day-to-day gets muddled through. It’s the above and beyond that suffers.
I need a break, I need for the world to stop turning for a moment.
Because misery loves company I need to hear that you are feeling my pain. How are you managing? Does your house look more than lived in? Do you have piles of laundry too?
Thanks for humoring me 😉