I don't know what it is about cleaning. But, it's always a sign of good things to come when I get in the mood to clean. Rob knows it. If I've been sad or blue for a while, and suddenly I scrub the kitchen floor on my hands and knees, he knows my mood will soon improve. Or, if he catches me on a ladder cleaning ceiling fans, he knows it won't be long before the music of our lives picks up a new and happier beat.
Cleaning has been scheduled. Things are already looking up for me.
I've made a long, long, long list of projects for this weekend. I have Friday off and am going to get a one day head start on the process and do a few things that are important to me, including a deep cleaning and dusting in the sewing room and re-arranging the kitchen cupboards. Stuff that no one else will have an appreciation for but that will help me. Then, starting Saturday, it's all about emptying rooms, cleaning carpets, dusting ceilings and fans, and washing walls.
If that don't heal the soul, I don't know what will.
Oh, and a busy kid makes for happy parents. Everyone wins.
Y'all take care and have a great Wednesday. Just a day and a half before C-day (cleaning day)...mwaahaahaaa (my most evil laugh). Lane