To clean...or not to clean....

I love fall days.

Although they make my allergies go a little crazy, it just feels like a bit of heaven to me.

The deer are in their season, so you see large bucks running full steam through the brush and around the house like magnificent strong creations with this way they stand that just feels like they know exactly how beautiful they are.

The winter grass is green and most of the trees still have their leaves from the confusion of warm weather here and there.  I even have peach tree blooms.  I probably need to have a talk with that tree and explain how the seasons work.  He's young.  ;)

Having an old country house and a dirt road makes for a lot of dust in the house.  As I walk around with my dusting rag I think of what needs to be dusted and what can be considered a dusty rustic finish.  

I'm trying to decide if I can decorate over dust, maybe sprinkle a little glitter to make it look intensional.

I wish I could bring my husbands backpack blower in the house and just magically blow all the dust out the door.  

I remember when my four boys were young, I thought about how wonderful it would be to have a bathroom with a drain in the center of the floor so I could just bring a hose in and hose it all down.  

Oh, to be able to design a house for our exact needs when we need them.  

Someone posted something online about a self cleaning house.  I started to think about what that would look like.  Would the house just shake all the dust off like a dog at the end of a roll in dirt?

Would we have tiny specially bred spiders that collect all the dust throughout the house and turn it into lovely lace doilies you can collect and discard easily?  Would we need little mini robot vacuum cleaners that clime all surfaces, eat the dust, compress it and poop out cute little beads you can use to make a necklace?  

Wouldn't it be wonderful if God created a cute little animal that eats pet hair so everything just balances out perfectly?  Of course...anyone who has an angora sweater or a mink coat should probably just deal with the pet hair and not buy one of those animals.  

How about a magnetic cat collar that makes a charge so the cat can walk around and all the dust and hair stick to it until you push a little button and it all falls off at one time, so you could just hold the cat over the trash can when you push the button.  I would pay good money to see that sucker walking around the house like some fluff ball on steroids.  Then again....I've seen what my cats do when a piece of tape gets stuck to them and they totally freak out and run like their tail is on fire.  I guess it might cause some psychological problems that we wouldn't want.  The last thing I need is a mean and crazy cat with a twitching eye or something.

They should make one of those little vacuum machines, that roll around the house when your not home, that zaps all the stuff it collects so it doesn't get full instantly.  If I got one with all the hair Brink sheds, the poor thing would explode on the first day, after writing out a long letter with many expletives regarding its work load and why I thought it was a good idea to buy him in the first place.  Then again...if it DID zap all the hair and stuff, it would probably catch on fire and burn my house down out of spite.  

Oooooo......how about a little laser zapper thing that you set in the middle of the room and push a button and all the dust and hair gets zapped instantly.

Then again.....I would end up pushing the button without getting out of the room in time and get all my hair zapped right off my head.  Hmmm....maybe that one isn't a good idea.

So....my house will probably be less clean than I would like for the holidays, but that's ok.  Cause seriously, I would rather enjoy my family than stress over the house in an effort to make it look like a model home ready to sell.  I was raised in a house that had to be perfect at all times.  I've learned, if your house is perfect and you have children, then your priorities are off.  

Let's have a fun thanksgiving and Christmas without all the freaking out on our family to make it perfect.  Kids don't have fond memories of moms perfect house.  Kids have fond memories of watching Star Wars in the living room with a pile of Legos dumped on the floor in their pjs building stuff, and arguing over who took all the wheels.  ;)

Hugs

Shannon