Then the evil computer station at the breakfast nook that had caused so much anxiety over the years. I don't mean technology was evil, only when they create a mess. Their role was to enhance life not the opposite. I could not count the number of mornings I woke up, took one look at the station and got POed. It was like a big wire monster that robbed smiles and joy. As we added more and more technology, the monster grew bigger and bigger. He too, needed to go. So Mr Sanity could return. Maybe.
So for 12 hours, I sorted, cleaned,organized. I wished I was 20 years old. Cleaning massively was a massive undertaking. Lots of planning required. In order to move the clutter, they need to have a place to move to. Then, meet the devil of Details. It was easy to store something when you stacked them, but to store in a manner you can easily retrieve was a different story. Living in the rural with 4 seasons also meant we needed much more things because one simply could not afford to run to a store when you ran out of something. Then finally, the aesthetic value we deserved but usually did not prioritize. So as I turned my kitchen and breakfast nook into a junk yard, my daughter was exploring through like she landed on mars. But she still needed her meals, got cleaned and entertained occasionally. I appreciated so much her ability to tip toe so she could "help" herself to cookies when she was hungry. Babysitting and Cleaning was not a fun combination. But did I say come hell or high water?
He promised with Him all things are possible. So I said my prayer before I started. Part faith, part naivety. Somehow, it managed to come together. Now, a messy closet is a calm hideout for them (intended, anyway) and I have a really nice lookout of the green and the scurrying squirrels and rabbits. And of course, the lovely birds.
I don't have the right matching furniture or accent pieces to create exactly what I want. But it will do for now.
C is for Christmas and for Calm.
So, if you did't get a Christmas Card from me, you know I have been cleaning.
|In time out for demanding to lock herself in the media room.|
|Really bored in time out - GOOD. That is the whole point.|
|How did this happened?|
|Yuck, Yuck, Yuck!|
|When I placed all the wires together, reality sets in|
|showing it off one more time|