1:52 this afternoon, I sat down and had NOTHING to clean - it was all done - I could have done a load of laundry - but that would just start up the whole "must fold & put away" bull-oney - sooooo - I sat for a whole hour starring off into my completely clean house (dusted, mopped, windexed, sanitized, shiney and QUIET house)- Rossi was napping (didn't feel good - headache) Brynn was napping - the house was quiet...I was sitting in partial shock, but mostly trying to memorize the feeling. Like the first time I kissed the love of my life - butterflies - you don't get that feeling very often. This was true love - quiet house, clean house, no cleaning left, I am 100% done...sitting...memorizing the surroundings, soaking in the sounds - of - nothing - not even my brain was making sounds - it, too, was reaching for something to think of doing - but there was nothing. Memorizing...burning it into my head...mental camera snapping off pictures...high speed...am I in the twilight zone? No...this is my house, it is clean, it is quiet, it is so nice. Then it happened....
2:55 the first wave of kids came home from school & unmopped the floor (think ramen noodles too hot to carry all the way from the microwave to the table without sloshing a few times), 3:12, Rossi woke up, 3:22, Brynn shows the whites of her eyes, 3:25, the second wave came home from school...the older quartet had left their broken ramen noodles all over the counters and floor, their shoes, socks & backpacks books, stacks of "mom sign this" papers strewn throughout the house and --- exchanged their school clothes for a swim suit - threw the clothes on the floor & went out swimming, then they dripped all over my freshly ramenly-unmopped floor & into their bedroom where they proceeded to rip off their cold wet clothes lay them on the ground & put new warm & dry clothes on (it's not quite 70 outside today) and finally - finished the evening off with ripping their freshly donned clean, warm & dry clothes off to put jammies on - thus shoes, socks, two sets of clothes & a wet swimsuit - (times 4) and a damp towel for each lie methodically placed on the floors of two bedrooms, as well as backpacks, floor drips, once wet, but now dry cemented to the floor and counter ramen noodles & dirty socks in the family room & kitchen. It was like someone had pushed the fast forward button in my life - as I watched all of this take place within a 12 minute window as I sat in shock and dismay watching my "to do" list get longer and longer.
That was the nicest hour in the history of my parenting today - between the hours of 1:52 and 2:55 p.m. mountain standard time...recording this for posterity.
Heaven help me with the mess when the girls start their ladies days...that's alls I gots to say on THAT!
2 comments:
I can so relate... minus the actuallky having eveyrthign done for a whole hour thing! LOL
Oh, I don't believe it! You're just wanting us to be jealous, right? ;)
(sigh) I will enjoy your bliss, that once was, for a moment since I know there is no chance of my house sparkling like that anytime soon!
And, oh.my.garsh. I thought I was the ONLY one who sits and worries about the messes to be had when my girls start their "ladies days!!"
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