Twas the night before Christmas when through the house, not a creature was stirring — not even a mouse. The laundry was folded by the dryer with care, in the hopes by morning wrinkles wouldn’t be there. The dishes were nestled all snug in the cupboard with clean counters scrubbed until they shined upward. And with no presents to purchase and nothing to wrap, the house will be clean in just a snap.
Ahem — okay okay. So that’s not the story. Here’s what happened…
The scenario is:
I just got done with my late night shift at the hospital. Outside it is icy and the chill keeps stinging at my face . My feet hurt. My back hurts. My joints…well it all hurts. All I want in life at this moment is to be home, walk in that front door and be greeted by the warm, cozy heat of the furnace and the hazy Christmas tree lights that stand just beyond the entryway. I want a fuzzy blanket and a gargantuan cup of coffee. I want the couch and a romantic comedy. I want pure, unadulterated bliss.
The reality is:
We walk in the door, the furnace has yet to keep the cold, winter night at bay. The soft hazy glow of Christmas lights has ceased to exist as the lights have been unplugged since our departure. Dishes line the sink. Couch cushions refuse to stay fluffed. The kitchen table is buried beneath heaps of wrapping paper remnants and bow ties. And the wrapping paper remnants have somehow become airborne since we left and now liter the floor.
Needless to say…this is not the pure, unadulterated bliss I so desired while at work earlier this evening.
So I swept. I swept and I scrubbed. I sprayed and I dusted. I washed and I dried! My bathroom counters are clean enough to eat Christmas dinner upon it! The bow tie and wrapping paper mountain has since been conquered and now an array of movie-quality, gift-wrapped presents is beneath the tree (which yes…is glowing once again). It would seem my marathon runner motivation is still running (pun intended).
Now that I have a clean and cozy house to come home to, It is officially Christmas time. And with that being said, Merry Christmas to all (and to all a good night)!