For the last two weeks my assignment was to work on Chapter 4 from “The Art of Homemaking” which is entitled “A Place for Everything—Everything in it’s Place”. However, if you entered my home you would have thought the chapter was “Too Much of Everything—Nothing in it’s Place”.
Literally.
If you popped over to my house this afternoon you would find, among other things that aren’t in their place, a chair from the van in my front room, the Christmas tree standing in front of a Halloween garland in the family room, and our bedding piled high next to the fireplace. And that is aside from the storage bins, Christmas decorations, and craft remnants strewn throughout the house.
Like I said…too much of everything and nothing in it’s place.
These past two weeks have been so great and so hard at the same time. (Why does life always seem to work this way?) I felt like more was required of me than I could possibly complete. And in the wake of the deadlines, meetings, and obligations was left my neglected family and home.
In the last few days as I’ve rushed from job to job to job I began thinking that A Place for Everything—Everything in it’s Place is a chapter I would need to revisit. And, that maybe it means (or should mean) something more than cleaning the clutter—maybe, for me it should be about setting priorities and keeping what is most important in it’s place.
So, here’s to another week with chapter 4.
Let’s hope I get it this time.
Really…because our neighbor just stopped by to look at our broken furnace and I invited him in only for him to be greeted by a giant pile of socks and underwear that were spilling off the couch and onto the floor while waiting to be folded.
-z
