Oh, normal (Also known as the impetus for Spring Cleaning)
(So I realized that I missed Adam’s birthday, and V-day, and lots of other important updates that I totally should have included on this here bloggity. However, sticking with my mantra of onward and upward, I’m going to march on with no regrets and do better next time.)
The other night, Adam and I were looking for something in our den of pointless clutter office, and came face-to-face with our own housekeeping Fail. An unopened pile of mail, on top of a stack of outdated papers that I’m pretty sure got stuck on a shelf when I moved into the house OVER A YEAR AGO, and have never been so much as touched, let alone dusted or organized.
“How can this be?” I wailed at my ever-loving Hubs. “How is this OK?”
“It’s not,” he replied, wise and calm as always in the face of my despair. “It’s just normal.”
Normal. Normal is what lets me eat Cheezits and Diet Coke for lunch because it’s what I ate daily in college, it’s what gets me up, stumbling to the coffee pot before my eyes fully open every morning, it’s what gets us in routines, blind to beauty and OK with clutter. Normal, apparently, is also what leaves unopened mail on the desk for years, blast it all. I just truck along, blinded by normal, until one day it’s unusually sunny and I finally notice dust-bunnies the size of Dobermans.
Maybe it’s this abnormally warm weather, or maybe I’m just tired of the disorganization and ennui that comes with normal. Adam is right – it’s not OK, it’s just normal – so today I’m setting out to change it. Dust-bunnies, year-old insurance cards – beware – I’m coming for you.
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