Today, I rebelled. I didn't clean one thing while the kids were in school. I put everyone's sheets in the washer, worked out, showered, and walked right out the door to meet up with a friend.
No. guilt. whatsoever.
Because I had an ingenious plan. I had no idea just how ingenious until after it was executed; but, IT WAS INGENIOUS!
When the last of my little flock returned from school, the Powell Clean-Up Party officially began. There were a few groans at first; but, before long, each kiddo would finish a job and come ask me what I wanted them to do next! IT WAS AMAZING I TELL YOU!
In 1 1/2 hours, MY ENTIRE HOUSE WAS SCRUBBED CLEAN. (And, all I did was vacuum and mop...and supervise!) Dishes were unloaded and loaded, bathrooms were scrubbed, laundry was sorted, washed, dried, folded and put away, clothes were ironed, furniture was dusted, windows were wiped, groceries were purchased, dinner was cooked, rooms were cleaned, and MOMMA WAS NOT EXHAUSTED when we were finished!
Seriously. Why have I not tapped into my slave pool sooner? I am raising a small army and a small army can do a vast amount of work in such a small amount of time!
I completely resisted the urge to wipe a few missed fingerprints or re-fold sloppy clothes; because, I kept reminding myself that those fingerprints would be back tomorrow anyway...and my kids dig through their drawers like a dog looking for his T-bone! All those nicely folded clothes end up in a huge wad!! So, I politely declined!
Sometimes, I make life too hard trying to do everything alone...and perfectly. Today, I was reminded that working together is a beautiful thing.
Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD,
the fruit of the womb a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the children of one’s youth.
Blessed is the man
who fills his quiver with them!
(And, I would agree with that even if mine hadn't just cleaned the entire house!!)