Hiding Places

Yesterday I was doing dishes and Katelyn was doing laps around the house with a push toy. There was a gate at the bottom of the stairs and she was enjoying her freedom. Then I noticed the silence. Silence usually means trouble. I walked around the house looking for her. I don't have a big house so it began to worry me that I couldn't find her. Then I found her new hiding spot :)

Perspective

I moved into my apartment July 31, 2010. That was about 8 months ago. As of today, I still have 2 boxes to unpack. Each week when I'm off work on Mondays & Tuesdays I attempt to clean, do laundry, dishes, unpack, etc. Still doesn't get accomplished. Yesterday, I began thinking - why?

Each week I have the best of intentions to do these things. I would like to live in a tidy home. Things being put away would make my life easier with Katelyn so she doesn't get into things she shouldn't. I realized that my attention has been focused in the wrong places.

One of my employees said to me yesterday, "I can't control everything in my life, but the things I can control are great. My life may be in shambles overall, but my wood floor is spotless." This really made an impact on me. While there are elements of my life that are stressful and out of my control, my house (for the most part) is under my control.

So began the 24 hour (or so) clean up that I started last night. If I get it done once and for all, then all I have to do is work on maintaining it. I've had the best of intentions on this for months, but with my attention spent so much on things I cannot control, I lost sight of the things I can control.

Feeling good about life with this fresh perspective....