Everything I do…

Last night…as I was unmaking the bed…I considered the futility of my action…I mean…I make it morning after morning…only to unmake it again at night…and…mostly…no one has seen it except me…and maybe a bird who perched on the window sill for a bit…

So…I had to wonder…if no one ever sees it…why do I do it…and…even before…Bertha…could supply the answer…I knew the reason…I make it because…I like the way my room looks when the bed is made…I like the way my house feels when it is clean and uncluttered…

I do it for me

And…I really can’t think of a better reason…

Jane

The Trouble with Dust Bunnies…

This weekend…I got a wild hair…or…hare…to clean house…and…while I didn’t think it had been that long since I had cleaned…the exploding dust bunny population…begged to differ…

Of course they have their favorite hiding spots…under the king-size bed is a hands down favorite…so that I have to lie flat on my stomach on the floor in order to round up some of the feistier bunnies…under the dresser…with its scrolled bottom…leaving just enough space to allow conniving bunny entry…too small for the Swiffer vac…and yet visible from the contemplation chair…

Oh…who am I kidding…they were everywhere…in the closets…behind the toilets…it seemed that I’d no sooner eradicated one nest…than two more appeared…

Bertha…commended my efforts…no…she didn’t help…but she did say…that according to Feng Shui…cleaning makes way for more to come into my life…so…it will be interesting to see what shows up…hopefully…not more dust bunnies…although…I think I just saw one sneaking under the desk…

Here…Bunny…here…Bunny…come to Mama

Jane