Every Monday, after I send my kids off to school, I take a look around my house and it's like a bomb has gone off. The weekend bomb, I call it. So I start setting everything to rights. I pick up and put away, starting in one corner and making my way through each room. Mondays aren't for scrubbing, just for straightening. On some Mondays, this task feels discouraging. But on others, like today, I can choose to be grateful for this home and for the opportunity that I have to take care of it. It is not grand, but it is ours, and it is where our little life happens. It is our refuge, our peace, and our haven, and I am thankful for it.
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Yes to the bomb! I do the same thing. (And sometimes get carried away and scrub. :)
ReplyDeleteYes to the bomb! I do the same thing. (And sometimes get carried away and scrub. :)
ReplyDeleteYes!! I never scrub on Mondays it just making it look acceptable again!!
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