There's nothing like a day off in spring being used to accomplish sixty days of neglected errands and housework. Even the Smart Balance package was worn out.
What was I thinking to do the housework wearing my glasses? EVERYTHING shows up. Even worse, if you get a nice little section all clean and sparkly, then the section next to it looks dusty, drab and dreary. The trouble with working in real estate is that you see so many houses that the sellers have gone to a lot of effort to keep them in showing shape and sometimes I get a real sloth feeling towards housework so then I have to compensate by feeling guilty. I hate to be the kind of REALTOR who says "do as I say, not as I do" giving our sellers grief about the unwashed dishes or dirty laundry left out while I bask in the knowledge that as long as I don't invite anyone over...who's to know the state of my housekeeping, right?
Well, Mom is coming next month. It's not that the house is apparently a wreck...nooooo, it's much more devious than that. On the surface, if I ask everyone to leave their glasses in the basket at the door then they'll think the house is lovely too. Since I have a month, I started with the bathroom first. How in the world can dust settle on a valance in the bathroom? Everything came out of the bathroom...the curtains, the pottery, the wrought iron and stone display shelf...all of it got a good washing by Leslie...bless her heart for sure. Then I started on the crown molding and walls scrubbing until I discovered the former glory of the bathroom. I was hoping for some "wax on, wax off" zen inspiration like the Karate Kid but instead I got a nice balance of a job well done coupled with excruciating muscle soreness and overall fatigue.
But hey! there was still 7 or 8 hours of daylight left so we headed off to Asheville and Sam's Club to take care of "laying in supplies". We both hobbled around the store gathering up the essentials on our list, loaded the 400 pounds of stuff (mostly dog food) into the car and headed back to Balsam. Then after unloading the 400 pounds of stuff into the house, I fed the dogs and made a cup of coffee so I would be awake enough to have a glass of wine ;-)
After we got done putting the stuff away, I was wondering if I could think of anything at all to post in the blog. Have you ever been so tired that you were denied access to your imagination? Not for long though....I noticed the Smart Balance packaging leaning up against the wall looked as worn out as I felt. Hah! Blog fodder right in front of me. Interestingly enough...I'm not tired anymore and the aspirin just kicked in. Life is good.