Everything is fine... really fine.
I finally got the dreaded freezer defrosted... and partially restocked in anticipation of the holiday traffic. House still needs a good thorough cleaning, but I have been moving in 50 different directions with the sewing and the shopping and the partially done remodeling. (sigh)
I always say that life is a tradeoff. Why do I always forget it, too??
I know everything does not have to be perfect, but I strive for perfection anyway. Insanity, pure insanity.
After a rushed day Friday, my other half calls to say he's taking off early. I get home just 15 minutes or so ahead of him and put away the groceries. When he arrives he announces he'd like to have company for dinner. Of course, I totally flip out, because after all--the house is a wreck! We all know the bathroom should sparkle and the kitchen floor should be smooth as glass before you have company over. That's when I thought of Erma Bombeck.
One of the things she regretted during her last days was her lack of spontaneity. She said she wished she had worried less about grass stains and spent more time sitting in the grass.
"If I had my life to live over again I would have waxed less and listened more. I would have cried and laughed less while watching television . . . and more while watching real life. But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute of it . . . look at it and really see it . . . try it on . . . live it . . . exhaust it . . . and never give that minute back until there was nothing left of it. . . . "
Old Erma was pretty wise... I've decided I'm taking a cue from her this entire holiday season.
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I'm going to try and keep Erma's words in mind MizMell. I'll invlve my daughter more in the chores and see if I can find some special moments while chipping away at the mundane tasks that are always on the Holiday to-do-list! ;-)
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