I’m supposed to be on vacation up north with my kids and my dog and my dad. But the weather was craptastic so we came home early. So my vacation day got converted to a cleaning day.
This morning I sent Mallory to play with her friend Alli, and Cooper went to play at Grandpa’s. We are having an open house tomorrow (see, I told you our house is on the market for reals), which means we need to get the house cleaned up.
As I’m cleaning, I’m realizing that the process would be easier if I kept up with the every day cleaning better than I do. I never really mop the floors (I know there are no food crumbs on the floor…have you met my dog?) and hardly ever dust (you do know we live on a dirt road, right?) but I figured I should be a better everyday housecleaner.
So just as I started to beat myself up about that, I made another realaziation.
Even if I did all that everyday cleaning every day of my life, I’d still be cleaning like a mad lady right now in anticipation of our open house tomorrow. So I’m glad that I had those extra minutes with my kids and my husband instead of fretting over some dog hair that collected in the corner.
Because even if I cleaned it today, it will be back tomorrow.
But moments with my sweet family won’t be.