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Mess Shmess......

I am so glad it is Friday, and the last day before Spring Break begins! Woooo Hooo! I am looking forward to a little relaxation, some fun, and a little help whipping my house into shape! I am admittedly not the best house keeper. I am not good at that, do a little every day, and all is well thing. I would much rather be out volunteering, or shopping, or working on one of my projects, anything but cleaning. My boys are incredible mess makers. Take off shoes, and socks, leave em'. Come in with backpack, drop it. Bring in hockey gear, drop. Play Lego's, build huge space ship, leave it. I find enough Lego's, and Nerf darts on my floor to supply most kids for a year. The dogs don't help much either, they are good, but they shed. They also add to the general sense of chaos around here. My brother in-law calls our house the "Bumpus house". Do you remember those Bumpus dogs from "The Christmas Story" who ran through the house and ate the Christmas turkey? They run side by side in a pack. This is the season when I like to invite people to my home. I love to have company. I need to get my act together around here if I am going to do that. I remember the days when I lived in my 13oo sq. ft, condo, with a housekeeper who came every week, and a babysitter whenever I needed to do something on my own, and how I used to dream, "oh, I'd trade it all for a house". Was it a good trade? Well, yes. I must admit, while I hate cleaning, and it has been a long time since I sat leisurely getting a pedicure, it is definitely worth it. I love that my boys can run around playing, and have room to invite over a bunch of friends. I love that I can invite a ton of people over to share a meal. I love that people come to my house and feel welcome and warm. Mess, shmess, who cares. There is a lot of love in all of this mess.

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