Tonight I sit here with a disaster of a house. As I carried the last sleeping boy up to bed I thought seriously about tackling every bit of the cleaning tonight. Then, I emptied half of the dishwasher, looked around and retreated to the office where I am still sitting. I started scrolling through recent pictures… files after files that I have done nothing with yet. And this was just much more enjoyable than cleaning.
The dishwasher is still open and only half emptied, there is a half eaten piece of corn on the cob on the counter left on the way rushing out the door to Ricky’s first soccer game, there are random cups and dishes everywhere, toys scattered amongst the dishes, a dirty diaper (thank goodnees not a poopy one) left next to the basket full of diapers, wet clothes thrown on the stairs after Benny escaped to the neighbors sprinklers on our way out the door late for a birthday party, a can of soup that is staring me down from in front of the computer monitor, (Nolan’s new thing is to bring random things to me throughout the day), mail and papers and trash, etc. etc.
People often say, “I don’t know how you have time to blog.” My answer probably should be, “I don’t have time,” because truly, as can be seen if you visited my house tonight, I DO NOT. But it is therapeutic for me. I enjoy archiving my days and attaching my thoughts to the images I take. And as much as I enjoy it, as much as I sometimes need to leave the mess behind the door of the office and recap my thoughts in a blog post, I know I will enjoy this even more years from now. When I can look back and remember the crazy messes (hopeful thinking that this will change?), the funny things my boys do, the little everyday things that we will forget is when I will really be thankful that I took the time to record it and that I let the mess wait for tomorrow.
And so, here are some random shots that I’ve taken over the past couple of months:
Alrighty, I guess I should at least throw the diaper and corn on the cob away before heading to bed.