What do I mean??
Well, let me take you back to 'high school Laura'. Piles of clothes everywhere - cleaning really wasn't my thing unless I got the sudden urge at 3 in the morning! I would rather have been hanging out with friends, watching a movie, or reading a book! Totally opposite from my little sister; she always said, instead of reading she wanted to use her time for other things {and yes cleaning was in that category for her}.
Not much has changed for me, my philosophy is to enjoy my days and not worry about a house that looks magazine or pinterest worthy {aka Un-lived in}. Some people have the cleaning gene, I am not one of them. I have enough things to worry about and piles of clothes is not one of them.
Now I am not saying I don't dust or vacuum - that stuff has to be done and is done. I'm talking about the dishes in the living room from last nights supper; the blanket that Brea drug all over the house still laying on the dining room floor; the pile of unfolded {clean} towels we pick from instead of folding them; the spare bedroom that has become my giant closet full of clean clothes strewn about. These are the things that make my house a home - the hints that we Live there and inhabit the space - the hints that we got too busy in the field, watching a movie or playing with Brea that we didn't want to waste valuable time with each other worrying about the things that were out of place!
I don't have a Pinterest living space and that is just fine with me. On any given day you will walk into my house and find what can be considered a mess but that is okay because it is my mess not yours; it is my reminder we are living in a House we have made a Home.
So don't walk into my house and judge the catastrophe ... walk into my house and enjoy the company!!
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