I'm Christmas cleaning...rearranging to make room for our Christmas tree. And I'm at that point. Where exactly is that point? It's that point in the middle...'between wow that corner looks great but now there are all of these little piles of odds and ends', (dust bunnies, papers, ornaments found under the heating register from last Christmas, tinsel strands, tiny balls that the kids roll across the floor and they end up under the couch only to be reclaimed when the couch gets moved for rearrangement), and 'finished'. That's an odd paragraph, so feel free to read it again if you need to, so that's it's clear.
When I lived with my favorite ex, Ney, I would get to that point, and then she'd come in and sort through my little piles and take care of them for me. As a matter of fact, when Magnum's around and I get to this point I always say, "I need Ney."
The other day, I was listening to some CD's she burned for me, and I was overcome with such...there's a word here...why don't you fill it in and I'll just keep going...and I missed her. Like MISSED her. Like thought for a second she and I could get together again and be really really happy. (Shut up Ney...you love me, you KNOW you do.)
Anyway...so here I am, at that point in the middle. But the corner sure does look nice & shiny.
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I DID IT! Whoot. All except one corner that will take a whole day in itself to sort through. It's where everything that I don't know what else to do with lands. But I'll get it done this weekend! Go me.
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