Tuesday is housecleaning day - I don't really know why, but I have fallen into the routine. There is something so simple and lovely about working together to get it all done. The smell of Murphy's oil soap, vinegar, lemons and other cleaning supplies are comforting and warm. The duster makes all surfaces clean and bright. The vacuum whirls and the Dustbuster gets all the nooks and crannies.
Slowly my household is being absorbed into the larger house. Bits and pieces of me are finding their way in. I had forgotten how beautiful a house that has light is ... especially when clean. We work together silently - each doing their natural strengths. It's good and happy. And in the end, we are satisfied.
Last night we cooked dinner for the family - making plenty to freeze for lunches and dinners over the next week or so. Dinner was warm and filling. The teenager ate and ate - like a growing young man is wont to do. It made me happy to see him filled. We laughed at television together. Life is very good when in the presence of family.