We had a delightful weekend of doing nothing in particular.
Saturday is our weekly cleaning day and we divide the work between us and knock it out pretty quickly. I always love it when, for just a blink in time, the whole house is relatively clean. Since it only lasts for about 2.7 minutes I like to close my eyes and be present in the cleanliness. I stand there, doing a 60′s Yoga pose in my mind and pretending it will stay that way forever.
Then I open my eyes and see that someone has dumped Legos on the floor in the dining room and is trying to build the world’s largest pirate ship and I know the moment is over.
This Saturday was a family celebration of Jacob’s mid-terms being over. He spent the past 2 weeks studying and taking intense tests and we all had to be quieter and less needy than usual. His last test was on Friday night, so Saturday we decided it was time to celebrate. I planned my favorite kind of activity, cleaning out the storage building.
Our storage building has gotten so full and piled with junk that we could barely get in the door. We keep all of our paper products and our drinking water and other daily necessities out there and it had become a breeding ground for broken vacuum cleaners and old computer parts.
I told the kids, “We will work for one hour each Saturday until it is all done.” After starting the project this week I can see that this might not be the best plan. At that pace it will be 2027 before it is completely clean.
If you saw how much junk I have in there you would turn me in to the show Hoarders. They’d come and within minutes I’d be clinging to a mason jar and crying out that I might need it someday. I’d say things like, “You will have to pry this “Baby’s 1st Christmas’ onesie with the brown stain on the front out of my cold, dead hands!”
To spare everyone from that drama I decided to let it all go. A broken end table, the toys no one plays with anymore, school supplies that I have had in storage since the beginning of time……gone. Since making my one hour a week declaration the kids said after 59 minutes, “Mom, it’s been an hour and you promised to stop after an hour!” So I begrudgingly stopped and put what we were keeping back into the storage building and stepped back to admire the 3 square feet of clean space.
It’s gonna be a loooong process.
Sunday was no less exciting. Naps, homework (Are homeschoolers allowed to call it homework? How is that different than the rest of the work which is also done at home?), weekly list making….the usual.
I love an uneventful weekend. It makes me happy.
What did you do this weekend?