My laptop is currently perched on the edge of the kitchen table tonight, crowded out by dirty dishes, mail, my sketchbook, our seedlings (we started our veggie garden indoors this year), and a myriad of other things.  There are shoes strewn on the floor, baby D’s toys occupying the living room floor, and laundry in baskets that needs to be folded.

But you know, it’s funny.  While some days I look around my house at 9pm and think, “dang, today I get a D- in house keeping skills”, tonight I’m not bothered by it a bit.  This week, my messy house just confirms that I am a healthy person.  Why is this?  Because when my house is clean, it means I was actually home to clean it.  And when my house is messy, it means I’m spending my minutes playing on the floor with baby, sneaking off to Kath’s for time in the studio, chatting with my husband, devouring mind-stretching books, and building warm relationships with friends.

And those things mean more to me than a clean house.

I have a quote on my bulletin board above my little home studio.  My mom clipped it out of a magazine and sent it to me a few months ago.  It says simply, “Cleaning the house while your children are growing is like shoveling the walk before it stops snowing.”

I love having that quote up in my studio, since I usually have to talk myself out of cleaning something in order to find time for the studio.

Ironically tonight, though, I need to clean my studio to make room to make more art.  Off to the studio, I go!

 

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