Well, actually, we live in an apartment. But you know what I mean. Anyway...
I love it when our home is clean, but I especially love it on Sundays. With Bryan busy with school and work we often end up spending our Saturdays running around like crazy trying to run all of the errands we need to run and do several loads of laundry and attend social events and the like. Yesterday was just one such Saturday. However, like many of our crazy Saturdays where the house ends up still trashed Sunday morning, this morning I am pleased to report that our apartment is clean and beautiful. We had some friends over to play games last night and so we cleaned up the apartment before they came over. I even vacuumed. (It had been so long that I had to search for the "power" button. No joke.) But now our home is ready for Sunday. Instead of felling crowded and cluttered it feels warm and cozy and inviting. It makes me happy and pleased to spend time here. I think having our bed made and our apartment tidied up makes a huge difference in the feeling of our home.
Yesterday as we were doing all this cleaning, I went into the bedroom and pulled the blankets back up over the bed nicely. The effect was instant. Bryan came in to hug me and said, "Thanks for cleaning up the bedroom." I told him that all I had done was make the bed. And it was true. The rest of the bedroom was already picked up. It was just the blankets in a strange pile on the bed that made it feel cluttered. And then--poof!--the "mess" was gone with the straightening of blankets.*
Similarly, it makes a huge difference when the dishwasher gets emptied first thing in the morning. If those clean dishes get put away first thing, all of the dirty dishes throughout the day can get rinsed and put in the dishwasher right away, keeping the counters and sink free of dirty dishes. If the dishwasher is left full of clean dishes, it usually takes a few days to set things right. In the mean time, dishes pile up all around. Not only are the dishwasher-safe dishes piled up around the sink, but all the non-dishwasher-safe dishes also pile up because nobody wants to wash dishes in a crowded messy sink. Ugh. I hate that. So I was very happy to enjoy some peace and calm this morning after I fed the big O and put her back to sleep in her crib. I was able to empty the dishwasher, hand wash the few things I had used, and even have a moment for some (instant) oatsies. Ahhh. What a wonderful spirit our home has this morning. My only disappointment is that the big O just started crying again, thwarting my plans to return to bed. Sigh.
*That is not a picture of our bed. We don't even have matching blankets and sheets. Ha! But it still looks much nicer when it's made, even if the linens don't match.