all that i am

this week I cleaned
the wonderful little incentive of having 5 couples over Friday night for a sit down dinner
to begin the celebration of the St. Valentine's Day Weekend never hurts!?

the first part of cleaning is so messy
piles everywhere, moving furniture, dust, found toys...and m&m's...
from when the little cousins were here in December!?!?

and yesterday turned into this beautiful sunny 70 degree day,
so I even swept the front porch and steps and wiped all the finger prints from the storm door....

after a day or two...I feel so good about sweating and being sore...

when I sit back and take in all that I have accomplished

I apologize to my husband for not cleaning for the past two months and he thanks me for doing all I do everyday... that if it was up to him things wouldn't have been cleaned for the past 25 years!

but he has done all that other stuff I have never done
like bringing home the money, then paying our bills and taxes with it...

anyone can clean
we bring people into our homes and offices to do just that

I guess we pay people to do our taxes too

I know what I do is necessary, and I'm grateful that he is appreciative
but I also know it doesn't take 8 hours a day to get done what I do
I can do these posts, and flickr away, and get in the car and do few 'errands'

can you do that when you have to be somewhere 8 hours a day!?

I enjoy such freedom, and do appreciate this freedom that our lifestyle has allowed
he doing what he does, and me...whatever it is I do

And I'm enjoying this transition in my life too...from being mom...to being, and discovering who me, is

there have been times when it has been so busy, when I couldn't do one more thing
and now there's so much more I want to do


I think about that challenge I saw in early January called OBITUARY your 5 best shots ever

and I think about the questions they asked us in our hospice training...

imagine yourself being old,
what do you give up?

And what would you do if you knew you only had three months to live

and I think about my mom

and Darla's dad

all things I will delve into as this writing goes on
or as long as my days and months keep coming