Earlier this week, my wonderful husband kindly offered to take the girls this evening. Immediately upon hearing this news of impending aloneness, mighty visions of grandeur began dancing through my mind. I would clean the whole apartment, beginning with the basics. I would then move on to the finer details, such as vacuuming couch cushions, washing walls, and organizing everyone's drawers. Next on my list would be the kitchen, including the rather scary, cavernous areas beneath my coiled burners. In between these very doable tasks, I would swiftly move loads of laundry from the washer to the dryer, catching up on email correspondence on my way. I might go for a run, pause for a dip in the clubhouse hot tub, return to post a few blogs, finish my book, and possibly go for walk with my nikon. I couldn't wait. I counted down the days...the hours.
And now here I am...a french press of strong coffee at my side, the seemingly "doable" tasks still beckoning for my attention. The basics are done, laundry not far from completion. The couch cushions and burners, however, are another story, not to mention the run, dip in the hot tub, photo shoot, and wall washing. I did manage to fit in a hot bath, my new Better Homes, and now, a little ditty about my evening.
g'nite all.
"There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freeom..." Colette
6 comments:
yes, yes, that's exactly how it goes for me too! Kudos on the basics babe :-)
why is it that when gifted with a night or day alone we immediatly jump to the idea of cleansing our nest? That is always at the top of my list as well, but it swiftly falls by the wayside as what I truly need for time alone rises quickly to the top of my list!
i'm so glad you took the time for yourself and not your home! You deserve it!!
When we are old, and I am near, it will not be clean houses we remember, it will be the little found joys in simple moments that we savored. Someday, we will sit in orderly places and long for tiny fingerprints on our walls and windows and a crumpled doll left in a child's wild wake. Enjoy the somethingness of nothingness.
So on your 1 evening alone you choose to do housework, what a dedicated mom/wife! Perhaps if you made yourself a cape, had a sidekick, and the ability to clone yourself the list of "doable" tasks would have been, well, "doable".
I blame the feminists for making us feel like we SHOULD be able to do it all.
You are such a good mom/wife. I would just buy myself some ice cream and watch "Sixteen Candles" or something, hahaha :)
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