I am reblogging this post because I REALLY needed to read it just now!
My house is not a clean house.
Well, I mean it’s hygienic. We have indoor plumbing and clean water, which, for context and perspective, is more than can be said for most of the planet.
It’s just that, as Bob says, “my girl is a messy girl”. Truth. I really had to acknowledge that when all the girls moved away and the empty nest didn’t really reorder itself. Nope.
Just too many books to read, too many posts too write, gardening, projects, and then there’s this thing called a full-time job. And a husband. (They take time, too. Well worth it. And he’s the clean one of the duo.)
So I find at least some solace in this:
“Without oxen a stable stays clean, but you need a strong ox for a large harvest.”
Thank you, King Solomon.
Not that I consider myself a strong ox, although Bob says that…
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