Let It Go

I woke up early today to get some work (real work) done before the kids get up. As I walked through my dark house, finding my way to the coffee maker, I passed laundry baskets full of folded clothes waiting to be put away, a basket full of toys that I collected from various rooms yesterday, library books on the stairs, snow pants and gloves on the floor just inside from our garage (from our snow earlier this week that kept the kids home from school for two days), backpacks on the washing machine, lunch boxes next to the sink, and folders and papers, papers, papers on the kitchen island. All of this STUFF gives me anxiety. A lot of anxiety. Instead of settling in at my desk job, I wanted to spend an hour organizing the house, putting things in their assigned place. I work better when my life is in order. But that's the problem: my life is not in order, nor will it be any time soon. I really need to let it go. I remind myself that some day (a long time from now), I will have a clean house, and I will not spend hours and hours each week cleaning up other people's messes. But until then, pray for me. :)