Chino

I've been riding my RAD about cleaning up her room which is nothing new. Ever since she was a toddler and able to put her toys up she's been lazy. Am I ready for her and her mess to be gone? Yes! Not because of her disease, I'm just ready for my space.

Problem is, after I almost picked a fight with her and thank goodness she kept her cool, I had to take a look around and then at myself. That happened after I came back home from cooling off and my husband had cooked dinner after 12 hours of work. Seeing him sitting there, eating the dinner he cooked that I promised him, took the tantrum right out of my sails.

There is so much around my home that I have blown off and it needs to be done quickly before I hate my home. I was cranky last night because I stayed up the night before, reading a book I couldn't put down. When the sun came up I figured I better stay up instead of getting my days and nights mixed up. You know, a nap might have done me some good.

So here I am, feeling humbled and I needed that. In good conscience I can't ask others to do what I'm not willing to do myself.

Time to start cleaning up my own messes!

Yesterdaysnumb

That was my thought this morning as well! During the stint that my hubby is in rehab. I thought, "I'm going to use this time to become the woman, mother and wife that I've always wanted to be..."

greeteachday

How true! This thought helped me too when I was trying to control my daughter's recovery (are you going to a meeting; why not; who are you going with; why aren't you reading your daily reading; if you don't go you'll blow 90 in 90...yada yada yada) I realized I sure as heck wasn't making a meeting a day...more like one a week. I wasn't using the phone list; I wasn't practicing the principles in all my affairs. It is humbling, and that is a good thing. Got that focus right back where it needed to be...off her and on me!

Hope you have a chance to get your house back as you like it. I know I always feel better when my surroundings feel comfie. Hugs