I am on the countdown before surgery on Friday. My house is still filled with stuff from three concerts, rehearsals, and just pure laziness to some extent. I had made my list and was positively determined that come hell or high water, this house was going to be as clean as I could reasonably make it, things were going to be put away, packed to the garage or into the roomy crawlspace below the house, and I was going to finally again be able to feel comfortable when people came to visit! Let the whirlwind of activity begin!
The other thing I had on my mind...what if I don't make it? There really isn't anyone who knows what they need to about my "stuff". So that needed to be addressed as well. Heaven help the friends and members of my late husbands family who have to deal with all this when I am no longer here!
One by one I worked my way through the list; bathrooms, guest bedroom, dining room table, living room, vacuuming, mopping the floors, kitchen, dishes, laundry, and finally my bedroom and the closet!
The first night, I quit about midnight. Second night I quit about 3 am. The last night, the night before surgery, I couldn't sleep anyway so I did a few "extras" and finally crawled into the sheets about 5:00am. I left the light on in the bathroom so it would shine on my face, which seems to help me sleep lightly rather than so hard. It is easier then to not miss the alarm and I needed to be up by 7:00 to get ready. I knew I would get plenty of rest after surgery.
And it sure felt great to walk out the door and know my house was in good shape no matter how things ended up.
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