Clean and Done

In a world where “do and do more” seems to be pushing us further in to a world of crazed hectic living:  I like to clean my house.

Yes.  I do.

I love the feeling of getting dirty while making something else clean.   And by dirty I don’t mean I live in a pig sty and it’s that bad.  But de-dusting the house, polishing, scrubbing, putting order to things that have gotten themselves cluttered over a week’s time:  this is satisfying.   Very.

And then to sit down.   With a cup of tea and perfectly browned toast.   And relax.

And bring on the calm.

My world is a “do and do more” kind of world.  Sometimes after the doing, the real living starts.