I keep pushing myself- trying that 15 min. each time. I finished all the wash, shampooed the spots on the carpet in the guest room and formal living room and dusted the guest room. I think I know why women in the 40s did not work outside the home- the antique furniture full of decorative wood and veneers. OMG- took me 30 min. to get all the nooks and crannies. But the room is done!
The formal living room will be tackled tomorrow. I think once this room is "back on track"- picture perfect I will feel better. I don't like messes and I think I felt out of control with the mess.
I'm watching E!- Marie Osmond talking about her son's suicide and her bouts of depression. I know how she feels- the loss of my brother almost 5 years ago has left me so sensitive and any talk of it just sends me back to day 1 and the incredible loss I feel to this day. But, you know what's weird- I pick up pennies, wherever I find them. I was told sometime ago- it's pennies from heaven and someone is looking out for you. Today- I was cleaning the guest room, I clean even though no one goes in there and no one has stayed over since early Dec. I had already shampooed some spots so I was on my hands and knees in that room- but- when I was dusting, I was following the line of the armoire and went down to the floor- and there it was- a penny! Right out in the open, how weird- I immediately thought of my brother and smiled.
Oh well- relaxing now by ironing fabric and cutting strips for a swap. Think it will be an early night, I'm tired from all this cleaning!