The garbage pail

I do wish now that I took a picture of what I'm about to describe; although, it certainly wouldn't be difficult to recreate. I can sum up mid August to Labor day as this: neatly packaged dirty diapers piled next to the garbage pail which is next to the change table which is in Kent's room. You see the garbage pail wasn't overflowing, at all. I had emptied that. Plus I had washed and disinfected it. I changed a diaper for Kent and realized I hadn't placed a new bag into the clean scented receptacle. To remind myself to do so, I placed the diaper next to the garbage. Well before I knew it, I allowed myself to add to that little tight bundle progressing sadly to now 7 diapers piled up next to the garbage - on the carpet!

Well.... that is the story for that part of our home. Unfortunately I could share a description for all the areas of procrastination in our home. It has been an adjustment with our new schedules with our jobs, Wade's new job which he is so happy about and for that I am so happy! My new hours are in the evening when Wade is home he can hang out with Kent and I go in until 8:30 /9pm. And we have our cleaning job at the Institute (which Wade has been so good to recognize this as one way we can SIMPLIFY our schedules is to eliminate that one.)

Thankfully we are talking in the past tense. There is improvement now that can be reported on. But you know having disaster and disorganization about really took its toll on us. We were in a bit of a rut. Thinking about recovering at moms for the time I did makes me more grateful I hadn't come home sooner. I know I wouldn't have been resting or "taking it easy" here. I can thankfully say I don't procrastinate spending and enjoying my time with Kent. My day revolves around that cute little guy. It was just hard to be motivated to do other things around the house. I got a creation mentality and thought about each room in our home and wrote down a plan. 6 days for labour and on the 7th rest! Wade and I were looking so forward to going to the St. Louis Temple for the Labor day long weekend and I desperately wanted the home organized and cleaned before we left. We all got sick and the week dragged on. So we escaped our home for the Marriott. It was so wonderful to be with Chad and Amy and Mia and Eli. Attending the temple I was reminded of order and beauty and how they truly affect relationships. How things were around me is how I was feeling on the inside. (ah that could be said for the good, peaceful uncluttered feelings I had while in the temple, and the unsettled cluttered feelings at home) Saturday night we returned home and the luggage detonated in our living room. Sunday morning - light - I determined I needed even half a day to tackle and correct things around here. It was labor day on Monday and with Wade in full support and even giving me encouragment to stay, went for a boys afternoon out and met up with some of his family at a lake for lunch and I stayed and sorted and put away the pile(s) of bills and papers. It's funny how I can say papers and you know what I'm talking about. "papers" have a way of coming into the home, they just come. No worries I have a filing system, it just hadn't been put to use lately. Got the luggage emtied and put away, and the kitchen cleaned!

Things are on the up and up!! I told my mom that I use the computer only as a treat for myself if I have other priorities accomplished. Kent is sleeping and I have the Kitchen prepped for the flooring guy to come this morning to remove our lino and place in some NEW lino! YEAH! (so now the dining room is housing the Kitchen shelf that we have food storage, storaged. but it's purposeful) he'll also be moving the fridge into the dining room to redo the floor.

It was at the family reunion Elaine and Uncle Tom were discussing a steamer that Elaine uses and is so thrilled about. I mentioned how much I dislike our floor in our kitchen and they briefly said just ask, that's that easiest and a cheap reno that your landlord can do.

I phoned our landlord and asked him if it were possible to have it replaced. Since the 1st day we moved in I never liked this lino. I could have it freshly scrubbed and it still looks dingy and marked. (and I'm a hands and knees floor washer!) Kermit (our landlord) came over and obliged. He told me he will to keep us happy and complimented our being tenants. So today's the day! So far the flooring man is 20 minutes late, but hey -that gave me time to do this. Blog, which has been therapeutic : )

I love Wade and Kent, and I love home and belongings.
We need to pick up after ourselves and adopt more fully "put away, throw away or give away" (my mom ingrained that phrase into me growing up)

Every day is a new day to create! Can't let earthly things crowd out the spiritual things or precious famliy relationships and others whom we need to reach out to too.