My attitude to housework is changeable to say the least. This week I have had a bit of an amazing housewife week! It makes a huge difference to all our lives when I’ve taken myself in hand and applied myself to getting on top of everything. It was little daily steps that got me to a place where I could see the end in sight. But also I had a day without little people. Thursday was a day all to myself!! What would I do with it? Well I had been so determined to have a rest and a day doing what I wanted, that I had spent the evening before tidying madly. I got up and got the girls ready, waved them off at the door, closed it to silence! An empty house! Tidy enough that I didn’t have to do anything.
Well, I thought I could stay in my bed reading all day. I was bored of that by 855. Stay in my pjs til midday! I was dressed by 9. I could have gone shopping for a bit, but a friend was coming round to veg and watch back to back recorded TV shows, and I didn’t know when. So I tidied and restored order and loveliness to my bedroom. It is now sparkling. Hubby loves it, I love it. My little girl is impressed with my tidying and I have since gone on to tidy her room and make it beautiful. I now need to maintain it, which I am currently very motivated to do.
My revelation about Thursday – I like my job, my house-wife one. I’ve been getting quite despondent about the day to day, dragging myself from chore to boring chore. I was challenged by my attitude and the fact that self-control is a fruit of the Holy Spirit; I was refusing to let it blossom by telling myself I was tired, couldn’t be bothered, hated housework.
I told myself off, did what I couldn’t be bothered to do and feel on top of the world now. God is a God of order not chaos. I am deep in self pity when I berate the state of my house and claim I can’t do anything about it. Self pity leads to nothing positive. ‘Be transformed by the renewing of your mind.’ Romans 12:2.
Now I need to try and remember that when it all goes belly up again…
