My house is not all that big or all that small really. I have about 1300 sq. ft on the main living area and a partial unfinished basement. I have carpet in the bedrooms (3), bathroom (1) and hall the rest is hardwood/laminate.
What I need help with is cleaning. It isn’t that my house is a mess, it’s more I think I’m lazy. If I knuckle down and get to it I can clean the whole thing in a day. If I take my time, two days. Which leaves me a whole bunch of days with no work to be done.
What do people with a cleaning service do with their time?
My girls have daily chores, making their beds, cleaning their rooms, cleaning the bathroom, clearing the table/washing dishes. Generally I do laundry (the girls put it away), cook, sweep, mop, vacuum, polish the furniture and generally just pick up. I wash the windows when I can no longer see out of them.
My house most of the time looks presentable but I’m a little afraid for anyone to look too closely. I have heard of MOTH (Managers Of Their Homes) and while I think it is a great idea, I think it is a great idea for someone else. I am not detail minded enough to make it fly at my house. I found this cleaning checklist from Martha Stewart and while it is great it would not take me long to go through. The simple fact that I don’t have a library or home office and it is primarily what I do now.
So how do you keep busy? What great chores am I missing?
The only bad thing about bacon….who am I kidding? There is NO bad thing about bacon, but if there was it would be the smell. Not that I think bacon stinks by any means. But when I cook it my house smells like bacon for months and years.
Or maybe I might be slightly exaggerating.
It does make my house smell like bacon for a long time. But who am I to complain? It’s bacon. What more could one ask for?
In other, unrelated thoughts, I’ve been enjoying my study of the Life ofKing David. A couple of days ago I was reading 2 Samuel 7, where David realizes he has a beautiful palace and God lives in a tent. David decides he has to rectify this situation and tells Nathan the prophetthat he wants to build God a house. And Nathan tells him to “knock yourself out. God’s all over that.”
God then had to tell Nathan to rethink speaking for God when He hadn’t bothered to mention it to God at all. Yeah, just what we all want in a prophet who speaks for God to speak without asking God. Anyway, Nathan went back to David and said he couldn’t build the house for God but God would build a house for him.
God would bless David and his descendants forever. God promised that one of David’s descendants would always sit on the throne. I know that is talking about Jesus, the Only One True King. He is King of Kings. No king is higher than Jesus.
The thing though that has me thinking is this: David probably has descendants living in the world today. God promised to bless his descendants forever. That would mean God is blessing his descendants even now. I think it would be fascinating to trace David’s descendants throughout history and see how God has blessed them. To see how God has kept His promise to the man after His own heart, David.
A really bad day, a day when you wonder why you even bother to bother? When you wonder what's the point? When the only feelings you can muster are sad and depressing? When you feel like hiding out in the bathroom sobbing, but realize you can't because you'd have to explain your red nose and eyes?
Yup, that. was. my. day.
Do you ever want to look at someone, get inches, no, centimeters away from their face and yell, "WHAT ON EARTH WERE YOU THINKING WHEN YOU DID THAT??????" But you can't.
I have no earthly idea how to be a friend. Not a clue.
When someone shares something with me, I never know what to say, whether it is good or bad. Not a clue.
I'm reading "Friendships for Grownups" by Lisa Whelchel and it has brought it all to the forefront of my mind. I am hoping to be able to work through all this.
When I was a child I was always told "To have a friend you have to be a friend." I never knew what that meant. And now as an adult. I still don't. I am sure I'm not the only one. I thought being a friend meant bending over backwards for everyone. Living in total denial that I had any sort of need and that anyone could meet it. I was also told many times through the years, "you can't depend on people. God is the only one you can depend on. People will let you down every time, but God never will."
Only to be brutally honest, (because this is a brutally honest post) I have felt let down by God. In my head I know He is faithful and will always be with me. But in experience I have felt very alone and like God is not only not interested in my poor pitiful life, He is bored to tears by it and has gone off to help someone more worthy.
I think if you were brutally honest you'd admit the same.
I am somewhat terrified to be alone with people. Because honestly when I get in a car with one or two other people my mind goes completely blank. I can think of nothing at all to say. Not. A. Single. Thing. Calling people on the phone is enough to send me over the edge, I never know what to say so I say my reason for calling and then I am ready to hang up. Not so most people. No, most people like to chat on the phone and get irritated when you rush off. I've been told I'm very rude.
Its not that I don't have friends. I do. But no one I can really call on a moment's notice and say "Let's go for coffee." I spend most of my days with my little family. But I've noticed my children don't really have playmates either. I so do not want them to grow up and realize they don't know how to be a friend.
I am sure there is hope for me...but at my age I've about given up. To be brutally honest.
I would just like to send out "blessed greetings" to you and to introduce myself. My name is Audrey and Connie has asked me to be the team lead for the Pink team, which she has assigned you to. Im am looking forward to making a new friendships, prayer parter and helping us grow stronger in our