Keeping up a house is a whole lot of work.
It is a lot of work to clean house.
Cleaning house takes forever.
There is no end to cleaning a house.
To housekeeping there is no end.
Guess what I am doing today?
Much of.
All day!
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(Or, "Me" Remembering Purpose in the Midst of the Mundane)
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- House and Home
- Three and 1/2 hours
- Monday
- Storm Brewing...Again
- Sunday
- Short Day!
- Memories of Thanksgiving 2005
- Getting Ready
- Bounty
- MmmmmMmm!!!
- First Family Thanksgiving Meal
- smells of turkey wafting
- Exciting
- Nothing Exciting
- The Season
- Love IT!
- Holiday Joys
- That Time of Year
- Family Pics
- Warm Fuzzies
- A Severe Mercy
- The Big "P"
- Order in the Court
- Daily Log & Rare Paper Allergy
- Pilgrims and Indians
- Storms, Tornados, and Veggie Tales
- Checkpoint (revised)
- To...
- "Margins"
- Winding Down
- "Chicken Little"--Good One!
- sEveN
- A Funeral...My Fix
- Untitled Frustration
- A Theme Has Emerged...rather, "ThemeS"
- Bruised Fruit, but Fruit
- Hospitality Crisis (Again)
- Owwww
- Kicking up Fall
- Security Measures
- XYZ and Ambiance
- Plum Tuckered Out
- 75 Years
- Sabatoge!
- Sharpening, or Hacking?
- You-ness
- Days of Grace
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2 comments:
I had to come to grips with the reality that I will be day by day basic maid for the next 16 years, at least. Yeah my kids can clean up after themselves, but you know, but still it all falls back on me in some way. I am okay with it now. I try not to grumble. I want my kids to see that I find joy in serving them.
I need to learn the part about not grumbling. Now back to housework. *grumble*
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