Samm's sister Liz is here and Abby and her husband come on Saturday. Samm is headed to LA. Lulu and I will miss him very much. Hopefully the week will be peaceful and good time with family. Deep breaths. Let them in, let them close, let them help me so that it is a mutually joyous week.
I feel more alive these days. Last week I scrubbed the kitchen floor for the first time since moving (last April.) Yes, I'm embarrassed. Pregnancy zapped all my cleaning powers! I could only scrub bad spots... no mopping. I made my own cleaner with white vinegar, dish soap, baking soda, and boiling water. It smelled lovely. I also scrubbed the cabinets down. What a WONDERFUL feeling!
I feel hope returning that I may indeed have the energy and motivation again to do something with my life. Maybe, even, a garden. That's my huge dream for the spring. Lofty for me. I'm good at wanting things to happen, imagining them. Not so much making them happen.
THAT CAN CHANGE, right?
It's gray out but I have big plans to go to Trader Joes. How bad a day can it be if I am rested and I get to go to Trader Joes!?
My kitchen needs yummy things and my entrance way needs some flowers.
I'm going to pretend the weather station isn't predicting snow later this week.
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