Monday. One of the very first things I wanted the minute we had extra money lying around was help with the house cleaning. Every Monday morning, two Mexican angels knock on my door, ready to whip in and work miracles. When they first started coming years ago, I wanted to cry every week. I felt that I could NOT thank them enough. Greg reminded me that we ARE paying them, but it just didn't seem sufficient for how grateful I was at the time. As the years have passed, different women have come and gone, but they've always been so nice and such great cleaners. And it never gets old. I am always SO thankful when they are done. I work really hard for about an hour before they come, and then together we work for three hours (nine cleaning hours). Part of me feels SO spoiled that I get to have cleaners. And I'm a little embarrassed to talk about it because it feels so luxurious, and I know that not everybody gets such a luxury. But another part of me feels like, well, there are other things I could spend my money on, like nails and eyelashes and clothes and shoes, and I'm choosing cleaning. What's wrong with that? Ha! But then I think of how incredibly lucky I am, and I just feel overwhelming gratitude. Mondays have become one of my very favorite days. I seriously have LOVE in my heart for my Monday helpers. And I wish we spoke the same language so I could express that better. I hope they know how grateful I am.
This whole week the elementary kids get out early for Parent Teacher Conferences. I started the boys back on the bike-riding-to-school schedule. It's warmed up a bit (although they think it is freezing in the morning, and it probably feels like it on a bike!), and the afternoon is super warm. It was fun to see them burst through the garage door after school, sweaty and breathless. Miles's friend Stu came over after school. He's the only child still at home and his mom works, so he comes a lot on early-out days. He and Miles have so much fun together. He's a great friend. Our house must seem like a zoo to him, but I think he likes it. Austin had Will over too. And then Lexie and Beau came over to play with Owen. After school, we always have kids running in and out, food flying around, sports equipment being pulled out of the garage, toys getting played with, and voices filling the house. Some days I just have to say no to friends; I need a minute of peace. But this day it was like, bring it on! The friends stayed all the way until 5:00.
I made grilled chicken salads with raspberry/poppyseed dressing for dinner. And then we had Mom and Dad over for Family Home Evening. We played JackBox again. Let me explain. JackBox is a game that we run through the computer up onto the TV. Everyone hooks into the game with their own kindle or phone or tablet. Then you play these funny games like Drawful or Fibbage. They are all about people writing in funny things and then everyone trying to guess which is the true correct answer. You get points for guessing right and points if people guess your "fib". It is SO funny. And even Owen can play and make guesses. We had a great time with Mom and Dad. I loved how Dad's screen name was WolfMan, and how Mom would scream out with delight when she got it right. The kids had been SO excited all day for Grandma and Grandpa to come play. And it ended up just as fun as we thought.
I might not have gotten around to showering, but I had a VERY full Monday. And we went to bed with a clean house. My favorite!
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