Clean Sweep!

I have a special someone in my life who not only loves my kids like they're hers but she also loves me - well, . . .a lot. On Monday, Beka came over to see us. That day, I was trying to see if I could re-think the position of my Christmas tree. My living room boasts several obstacles for decorating, there is a closet, smack-dab in the middle of one wall (stupid builder) and another wall where the front door is displayed with no entry way (again, total bird-brains). Too bad I wasn't around during construction to put in my good ideas from a future homeowner.

Rebekah had several thoughts of a new plan, all of which we tried (my thighs are still sore) we moved, readjusted and rearranged multiple times. Once we'd move a couch or chair away from the prior position, Bek would grab the vacuum asking if I'd rather enlist the big guns or continue with my dust buster. I opt for convenience and she opts for good sense. So, she'd get out the vacuum, tell the kiddos to buck up and get over the noise and go to town. All the little dust bunnies were very sad to see my sis coming at them. . .

What was originally putting my Christmas tree up became an episode of Clean Sweep. Beka made me go through all of my stuff, cleaning, tossing, good-willing anything that I didn't love. From my mantle, to my end tables and everywhere in between. Our efforts even spread into my bedroom. She even dusted my ceiling fan, people - despite the height!! It makes me dizzy just thinking about it! :) From about noon until 7pm this went on, while also meeting the needs of 4 children. It was crazy but only the type of crazy you could enjoy with the closest of family. The tree went up as she was leaving, after everything else was done.

So, I'm de-cluttered now and thanks to Bek have a very good feeling. Yesterday, after her lesson, I did the same thing with my kitchen counters. It's so nice to only have the things you love.

I think I'm a pack-rat, ok. . . I totally am. I know there are worse ones, but I certainly have a problem. At least, I am still teachable, though. Please note: I do not need any more home furnishings. If you love me, you won't buy me anything more than a lovely candle because no matter how much I don't need it, I will not be able to throw it away. Never mind, I think I can, I think I can. . . with Beka's help!!

Love you Bek and Thank You!!! Warm-fuzzies abound!!!

PS: Today, we're off to start some Christmas shopping a little early - just me and her with no little ones. Dawsonville, here we come!!! Yippee!! Thank you, Dana!!!! :)