I dream of........cleaning???

Last night, I dreamt about cleaning my tiny kitchen floor with Lysol Disinfecting Wipes on my hands and knees. I cleaned all night in my sleep, or so it felt. I need help.

We are OTM Day 4 and the activity continues, but at a much slower pace. We had a showing scheduled this morning and we have one scheduled for tomorrow, but that isn’t nearly what we the last few days have been like. We hear there are a handful of people interested, but nothing solid yet. The sign still isn’t up, but they have spray painted our lawn, apparently indicating where the sign people should dig. Or maybe it is Realty Trust’s underground marketing campaign, like hanging shoes over a power line by their tied laces.

Four weeks ago, I often walked right by dust bunnies letting them tumbleweed themselves in my wake. Four weeks ago, I left the house with my bed unmade (stop gasping Mom!) I also would leave a room that was littered with boy stuff, completely unfazed of the mess. I would even let a few dishes sit in the sink until the next scheduled wash time and I did laundry twice a week.

Now, however, I practically wear a tool belt containing Lysol wipes, I organize my cleaning products and actually enjoy looking at them, I always have a paper towel in my hand and I get overly excited with Arm & Hammer’s Pet Fresh carpet deodorizer. I can, in an instant, make any evidence of pets and children disappear! I cannot leave a room unless everything is put back in its rightful place, I wash AND DRY every dish as it is used and put it away and I do a load of laundry every day, maybe even two loads…even if that means there are only 3 items to wash. Great. I am becoming my Mother. This selling the house stuff is turning me into my very neat, “oops, you missed a spot” mother! Not that that’s a bad thing, Mother. What’s the saying? Tidy house, tidy life. I actually love having a “show-ready” house. It is nice to walk into a simple, clean home after a messy, chaotic work day. I just might keep things this way even after we move. I know, actions speak louder than my typed words, so we’ll revisit this topic a couple months down the road for all ya’ll haters.

In the meantime, our new normal is becoming…well…more normal. And I likes me some more normal!!!

Tonight we will attend In a Childs Path “Graduation”. Henry is a participant in the ceremony – we know this because he has been singing the program songs for a full year now, including my personal favorite "I jump the pirate ship". Even though it isn’t my child graduating from pre-school, I have pit in my stomach because this now means my child is the (what they call) “kindergartener” at pre-school. He gets to sit at a special table and take a little one under his wing for the next year. I’ll post pictures from the ceremony tomorrow.
Love, B