After the weekend, there are numerous sections of our house that resemble this messy photographic example.
Mess that I know won’t last, is tolerated however it’s ‘welcome’ is short lived. Monday morning I smile apon the mess, as it reminds me of the fun we have had these last two weeks, celebrating my husband’s major mile stone birthday.
By Tuesday the house will return to my preferred tidy state but for now, I will savour having breakfast with my family while being at ease with the mess.
Ensuring everything is done or finished before savouring the present tense is a fallacy that robs one of joy and peace.