A Little Bit Back to Life

Good new folks, I'm drinking coffee again! Things are brightening up around here! The last few weeks have been a bit of a re-entry to life. And the life around here flies by at a quick pace. Because meal times come just as fast whether you are ready for them or not. And the dirty laundry flows in whether you are turning it over or not. And other things happen all around the house with a speed that boggles the mind. I am just so glad to be finally getting up to pace again – I have gone so far as to make a menu plan and actually go to the grocery store. Never mind that I threw up in the parking lot afterwards, it was still a victory. I told my husband that I feel like I've been standing on the sides of the treadmill since early December, but the speed has not gone down. Finally, at long last, after having a little sip of coffee, I hop on. Turns out I am moving a lot too slow! Turns out that crashing spastically off the back end of the treadmill hurts a bit more that standing on the sides. It can't be denied that it is funnier though.

I think that the last few times I have blogged about housekeeping, it was all towards being spiritual in the mess. I have posted pictures of desperate scenes taking place on my kitchen floor. I have urged myself and anyone who would listen to not get so wound up by messes. Take it easy. Let it go.

I can assure you that I have had many opportunities in the last several weeks to let it go. In some instances I have let it go so far that I began to fear that we had lost it altogether. There are a few unfortunate people who have come to my house lately, and most of them were sworn to secrecy before they got out of the front hall. Things have not been looking luscious around here, and that's o.k., we've made it through alive. Some of the kiddos had colds, and what with the influx of easily reached kleenex boxes, Blaire has perfected her hamster-like nesting techniques with fluffy little shreds. Hands on learning we call it.  Toothpaste has been blobbing more that normal. Life has just been really, really ,real around here, with the crumbs and all.

And so now I am past the letting it go, and onto the getting it back. I ricochet between being ok with walking on pb&j crusts and instituting very specific new plans for bathroom drawer management. It might be a little herky jerky, but we're getting there.

I've got to say that I love a clean house! I love being on top of the laundry! I love with a deep love having a plan for dinner and actually making it. I love spending most of the day on my feet. I love knowing what the downstairs looks like. It's the truth. Regular, real, boring, basic, repetitive life is the best!