I sit here alone in the house. The children have gone to grandma's for the day.
I sit here, coffee cup in hand, trying to find the energy to do what I have to do. I sit here staring out at the rain, avoiding.
I sit here preparing to do battle with my house. My house, my mortal enemy, with mice and ants, clutter and brokenness. There is so much to do, pages and pages of lists. I want to be able to check something off the list. Finish a task, finish a room.
Scrub. Organize. Toss away. Donate. No longer holding on to the past, it hasn't served me well.
Attack. Burn. Destroy.
Rebuild. Create anew. Fill with new memories.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
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3 comments:
Oh how I envy you! A whole day alone in your house?! I would give my right arm for that...the longest I've been home alone since Fiona was born is maybe two hours. Not having family nearby, or willing to babysit full-stop, SUCKS.
Good luck with your list! I'm sure you'll feel so good at the end of the day! :)
I am envious too! Today I thought, if I can just actually dry the load of laundry I have washed three times I will have accomplished something. And I did. Small goals with huge ones looming always in my head. Hope you enjoyed your day.
Oh, I so know this. Hope you checked some things off.
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