I have a big 'ole mess in the house. Evidence of an active family.
There are Christmas presents everywhere, a well-cooked-in kitchen (read: covered in a slight film of grease and flour) and the pantry is bare.
On top of that, I painted my sewing room over the last 10 days. I used low-odor paint (Aura by Benjamin Moore- truly fantastic stuff) so it didn't bother anybody else.
But I am super sensitive to odors, I can't yet spend long periods of time in the room.
DH & kids have flown out to varying points west, visiting loved ones and I am left at home alone.
Am I the only one one who loves time in my cave? Remember "Men are from Mars ...."? The author purported (metaphorically) that men retreat to caves while women wring their hands and beg for companionship.
Ummmm, not me. I treasure time to re-charge the batteries.
Only, I call it puttering. Or homemaking. I will make lists, refill the napkin holder, salt & pepper containers and replenish catfood. I will wash and clean this whole place. I will pack away Christmas decorations.
I will sip coffee and read blogs I like.
And I will restore my spirit.
I would post pics but the USB cord is lost somewhere is a teenager-ish mess.
Happy Holidays, All!