Rarely am I in the mood.
I suppose it’s because my days start so early, or end so late.
I suppose it’s because I do for others all day at work, so I don’t want to do anything after that.
I suppose when I am not at work I want to be selfish and lazy. And run and bake and eat and blog. Period.
So I was a little shocked today to find myself in the mood.
Hubby couldn’t believe it either.
We’d gotten the kids off to school in a timely fashion. I’d just finished my usual meal of some oatmeal, a banana and yogurt, and had marked my spot in Fifty Shades of Grey.
That’s when I felt the burning need inside me.
Not wanting to lose the feeling, I began right away to fulfill my desires.
I started with the appliance cabinet. I de-crumbed and de-grimed the toaster. I pieced the blender back together. I pitched the appliances I never use, then wiped everything down before putting it all back in.
I swiftly moved to the storage bowl cabinet where our hoarding of plastic bowls is evident. I recycled a few of the butter and cool whip bowls, and then organized the rest of them by size and shape.
Feeling more and more excited with each progression, I continued to the lid drawer and slowly opened it – sheesh. Some of these lids haven’t covered a bowl for months, but I continue to hang on to them, obviously too attached. Hubby reminded me to check our usual bowl storage places – under the kids’ beds. When that turned up nothing, I decided it was time to let go.
Not having achieved satisfaction yet, I continued on to the cabinet doors. I scrubbed grease, fingerprints, cookie dough, and spilled milk off of all the doors.
I attacked the stainless steel appliances. Then the refrigerator shelves.
The coffee maker.
The washing machine.
The kitty liter.
The dog hairs.
My happy ending came with the scrubbing of the toilets and the bathroom sinks.
Hoo boy, am I drained, but the bliss I feel at this moment is breathtaking.
I wonder if this will lead to being in the mood more often.
One can only dream….