Inevitably after I teach a class on family/personal history the question is always asked, "How do you do it? I just don't have the time."
That has always been hard for me. There is never enough time, no matter who you are.
I've been thinking about my priorities a great deal the past few weeks. I have been deep cleaning the house, ever so slowly. Carloads of excess has been donated to the our local thrift store and I have not made an noticeable dent. I always deep clean in the fall, perhaps it's the crisp air or a summer schedule nonstop with fun leaving the house to fall apart.
Whatever the reason as I have plunged into the abyss of organization it has allowed me to think about what is truly important and that am I spending time and energy on that I could let go? How do I need to reprioritize things? Then if something has made the top priority list what am I doing to insure that I get those things done? What am I willing to let go?
I wish I could let the current fridge state go, but sometimes there are things that just have be done. But I am learning there is joy in that as well. I know, it's probably lame to find joy in housework, but I am learning to. I am thankful that my body is strong enough for me to do all that is required of it. I am thankful that I live in a home that I can clean. I am thankful for food and basic amenities that I take for granted on a daily basis.
One such priority is writing here. I'm not sure why because it would be easy to shut down, but I feel a pull to write and share our lives as ordinary as they are. For whatever reason this is something the spirit keeps encouraging me to do. So here I am, committed to try a little harder if only for myself.
A few things:
I've been asked to participate in RootsTech again this year. I'm excited for all that I will learn. If you want to join in they have started registration. Also don't forget to register for FamilyDiscoveryDay, I didn't pay attention last year that it was a little separate box I had to click. Thankfully they still let me in.
Leaving your phone unattended for 2 minutes can result in hundreds of Loaf. How I love this little girl. We recently rearranged the bedrooms and Loaf is now sharing a room with Fred. The transition has been a little challenging for both of them, but Loaf no long climbs into our bed (or anyone else's) so that is a huge transition for her. Sometimes growing up can be rough.