My husband was the preacher yesterday at church...it's not easy being the preacher's wife! He did a great job and I beamed appropriately. His mom and brother came down for the event and so, we had to clean house. Of all the good and cool things I have been doing this summer, house cleaning isn't one of them. I love when my house is tidy and clean. I do. Really. I just don't like cleaning it. But, that beginnings theme can work here, too. I can begin again. I love slipping into crisp clean sheets. I can begin to see that that happens more and more often. I love fresh flowers in a vase. I can begin to see that that happens. I like a dog hair free environment...well, I can brush them more, but dog hair free??? Probably not going to happen with our two hairy beasts. I love clutter free counter tops. I can begin to see that everything makes it to it's assigned place each day. See, I can begin to love housecleaning, because I love the outcome...right? OK. It's a stretch, but not a complete impossibility.
Today I loved riding Flicka for about 3 and a half hours and the mowing is done again....so much more fun than sweeping! Maybe if I wear the ipod for house cleaning, hmmmm...
Going now to visit with Stevie's kitty, Willow. Up the mountian I go.
What do you love best about a clean house?
Read, enjoy and RESPOND. One of the things I can use in my life is accountability. You can help keep me honest, keep me thinking, keep me growing toward the person God intends me to be.
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My favorite part about a clean house is that night when you finally get to sit down, I like to light a few candles or turn on the dim lights and just sit and enjoy the clean smell and the sight of my clean floor.
That's it! I am up to about day 3 of keeping things pretty tidy. Making me happy...
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