I don’t understand why, but every December it happens the same way. The day after Christmas I want it all to be put away! I am sitting here typing this in front of the fireplace and twinkling lights on the tree, and my insides are a nervous mess! I should be up cleaning, packing it away, reorganizing something – somewhere. I’m not exactly sure why. Maybe it is because I plan seasonal events for our church and I was already thinking of Easter before we ever got to Christmas. Maybe it’s because I have been looking at Christmas decor and listening to Christmas music since July. Maybe it’s because I know it is not going to be fun at all to pack it all away and so I just want to get it over with. Or maybe, just maybe, it is because my birthday is next week! That’s it! I love writing my blog, it is so therapeutic! I am always ready to put Christmas away because of the deep underlying fear that my birthday will get lumped up into the Christmas celebration. All of you with birthdays around Christmas say Amen!
No really, I just want to go on to the next thing. The next thing is a clean and organized house. The next thing is days filled with routine and school and housework and budget and exercise and… One year I lounged around and enjoyed the holiday hangover and before I knew it, it was February and we still had Christmas houses out! So call me Scrooge, Grinch, obsessed, or just plain weird, but I am ready to put it all away.
I’m making my list
checking it twice
putting stuff away
all tidy and nice…
well not quite yet, I haven’t been brave enough to tell everyone else in the family what I have planned!
We have been cleaning, painting, packing, de-cluttering, redecorating, mowing, planting, pulling weeds, and…oh you get the picture. Yet, every room in my house looks like a tornado went through! Why is it things have to get worse before they get better? Why do we create so much work for ourselves? I mean we have lived here quite happily for 7 years. Our house is clean and beautifully decorated. Our yard is nicely landscaped. However, when you look at it through the eyes of a potential buyer you begin to notice…when did that paint get chipped?, wow! that blue in the boys room is really bright, why does my shower floor not sparkle? So, we are painting the kids bath, boys room and the school room a nice neutral color. We are touching up the paint on the baseboards. We painted the front door black – it looks awesome! Lastly, I am determined to make my shower floor shine. Maybe I have been a little over zealous with this goal…this morning I sprayed Tilex on the floor and went about my day. Just a little while ago I added another cleaner, forgetting about the Tilex and began to scrub… well, lets just say those two cleaners did not get along. I think it even began to eat the grout! One tearful phone call later all is well. My handy man husband assured me that he would fix it; even re-grout the shower if necessary. He said all that matters is that I am OK and hadn’t asphyxiated myself with the chemicals. Ah, love! It covers a multitude of sins and forgives random acts of stupidity. It also makes all the hard work worth it.