Hello my sweets. How is life under the sun for you? Are you having such glorious weather too? I hope so. It has been a weekend with tropical temperatures here in the low country. We are absolutely having the best Spring in years….. And I am loving it.
These past four days I had a little vacation from my relationship, and was a single lady again.
Because of this:
My Love was away for four days on his motorcycle with three of his motorbuddies. They were doing their ‘men thing’ in the German country side. So I had the house all to myself.
Of course with the man of the house away, I fully intended to make good use of my time and do some projects that might have him frowning if he’d be home….
I planned to do a lot of sanding, and painting and sawing and various other things involving a lot of power tools. I was gonna have me some serious DIY time.
That stayed good plans for the most part. Because see, every time I was about to go and get the wood, or the paint or the glue or whatever, I got sidetracked. Sidetracked by the dirt and grime in our house. Somehow I was struck with a belated attack of Spring cleaning. Yep the cleaning bug bit me harder than the DIY bug.
So I ended up cleaning my bedroom, and kitchen and terrace. I drove to Goodwill to dump stuff, I drove to the dump to dump stuff, and I already piled up a new load to dump on the next run.
It felt good though. With every room I attacked I could see my house come to life again. You see I had been feeling a bit restless, a bit discontent. I had started dreaming again of packing it all up and moving. These past few weeks me and my house didn’t get on so well, there was a definite chill in our relationship. It happens every so often and when it happens I start to hate everything about my house. I am bored with it and it feels as if it doesn’t ‘fit’ me anymore.
And then it became better again. Just like that, when I started to wash the windows it was as if I started to see my house in a new light again (well quite literally actually, because some windows hadn’t been washed for a longer time then I care to admit here). I restored order, things started to smell fresh, I added some new personal touches here and there and I fell in love with my house all over again.
Isn’t it crazy how much bigger a house feels when you have cleared the clutter away?
And isn’t it amazing how much better my most mundane kitchen china looks when it is all freshly washed and properly ‘styled’ on my kitchen shelves?
And it gives so much more joy to walk into a room where you can actually see a (clean) floor.
The very last thing I did before my Love arrived home again was change up the flowers on my palette wood mantel. It was the perfect finishing touch on a great weekend. I used some flowers from my New Dawn rose and some Alchemilla (which is called Women’s Mantel (as in coat) in Dutch, how appropriate don’t you think).
Yes my house and I are getting along splendid again…
And I am very happy my four days of being single are over again too….
This one was previously posted on my Instagram account. You can find me there as MSongbird too.
So how is your relationship with your house? Do you two always get along? And if you are having a quarrel how do you resolve it? Is anyone else still being attacked by Spring cleaning bugs too?