being the youngest in my family, coming upon “new” challenges, i sometimes think of my elder siblings and wonder just what they did when the same challenge was new to them.
today alex’s mom plans on stopping by to drop some things off. she calls and sets the plan with alex. as soon as he is off the phone and the visit comes to my attention:
“let’s clean up!” i say, my brain already scanning the apartment like it is a roladex, flipping through chores for the most efficient way to make the entire place seem in good order – thinking of appearances.
i love how quickly the brain tabulates. look at this fabulous list:
laundry! into drawers…
dishes! clean & leave sink sparkly
loose odds & ends: make look orderly OR put in drawer!
alex says: i don’t wanna clean up.
hmmm… my sister is off the hook – i mean, she and her partner never have an unkempt house, but, even if they did, they are not in drop-by range of any parental units.
my brother and his family live a few blocks away from my parents…. did they play the dishes game? maybe, maybe… but then, after a few years, or with the continual addition of family members and pets to the household, i think a clear sink for company became less of a priority.
anyway, i don’t have time for this post – alex is already up, a spray bottle of disinfectant in hand, a roll of paper towels under arm, making shining surfaces in the bathroom. as for me, i’m on my way to the kitchen to play the dishes game…