I love Wednesdays, because I am taking a wonderful writing class and Mark and I lead a home group of great people through church. The only downer is that I hate to clean my house in preparation for it. The secret is out. OK, it's not really a secret. And if you came to my house you might not notice the lack of enthusiasm for cleaning that exists, because the house is always tidy and relatively clutter free. However, don't look too closely or the illusion of my ordered world might be shattered. The sad thing is my kids all have the same lack of affinity for house work. Could it be the genes?
I am trying something new this year. I have decided not to be concerned with the appearance of a spotless home. I have so many other things going on that are so much more valuable to me that I am willing to concede my appointment as homemaker diva. Did you notice I said the appearance of a spotless home. I confess a spotless home is about the last thing I care about. Has anyone noticed that I blog about this a lot. Maybe I need therapy for feeling like I just don't fit in with the eager women who seem to enjoy this deed. My problem with cleaning is that it gets undone so quickly. I am task oriented, so when the very task I just finished is undermined right before me, it makes me cross eyed.
The truth is I am so rev'd up and passionate about so many things going on in my life right now, like writing, having fun, speaking, having fun, coaching, having fun, and loving life that I just can't be bothered with the worry. Did I mention that I would rather have fun. Can I hear an amen to that? Yahoo, my Eeyore days are over.
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