Today my Mom would have been 56.
I'm taking the kids today to go see her. I dropped in last night really quick to have a chat with her, and it was pitch black there. None of the lights that shine on the statues were on... so making sure I go this afternoon to beat the darkness, just in case.
"Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase." -Martin Luther King
I need to find something to keep my mind off her all the time... it doesn't take away the ache of missing her, just helps me be productive without the worry and heartache of it all... so I decided to finally get serious about being a good housewife. I don't have to work, so my house should be clean, uncluttered, and have that homey feel it has been lacking. Not to mention, it's high time I get back to cooking at least 6 meals or more a week. I'm sick to death of take out.
I don't know where I saw it, but the Flylady popped into my radar yesterday, and I decided last night I would jump on the baby-steps bandwagon. I had actually heard of her in the past, but never wanted to take the time to shine my sink. What was I thinking then? My sink looks fabulous!! I may need to clean the kool aide off my curtains, and use some elbow grease on that window sill, but my sinks look sparkly!
It doesn't help that I have over 2/3 of my Mom's crafting items in my house, and this pile here is in the dining area. It's taking up room I don't quite have. I need to get this moved to the garage, so I can get my house in order, and then maybe by then, I can take a breath and go through her crafty items.
For Christmas, Doug got a home theater unit and a full swing tv mount. We cleared out the sunroom a bit and turned it into a theater/family/game room. All it's lacking now is a good carpet shampoo, an area rug in front of the furniture, and to hang some stuff up in there. (Some cleaning too.. but I'm not listing that today)
That green aphgan on the sofa is one my mom made me.. she was finishing it up to give to me this Christmas. My aunt pat grabbed it from her house so she could finish it up for mom to give to me. I'm so happy to have it. Mom had been working on it going on two years from what Aunt Pat had told me.