Letting Go a Little

Today was the kind of day I used to feel really guilty about.  We didn’t do a whole lot, and everyone kind of did their own thing.  Andra’s baseball game was canceled for the weather, so we stayed here all morning.  I got some things done that I have been wanting to do – like hang some new blinds I ordered.  Of course, Phil is gone, and the hardware was backwards.  As long as Phil never looks at the installation, or pulls the shades up we should be ok.  I was hanging one blind in our toilette, replacing a piece of paper I glued to the window when we moved in.  It was pretty back then, but I didn’t even hesitate to rip it off and throw it away. I was also replacing a blind in Grace’s room that I made with discount fabric and hot glue (I wonder why it was failing?).  I pulled a couple pieces of hardware off it and I threw it away.  I also threw away the humidifier.  It doesn’t work, and after walking around it in the hall for a week, I realized it won’t fix itself, and there is probably not a humidifier repair shop.  Trash. 

While I was doing that, I made the girls clean their rooms (a rough description of what they did in their respective rooms).  Amy came over and we altered some pants she bought that were about 3 inches too wide.  So far, so good.  Productive, but not so inspired. Then we all did some hitting and some yelling, and some fighting over video games.  Since I love that behavior, I rewarded it by taking them to lunch, and out to buy long underwear and purple socks.  (Upcoming outdoor adventure-me and Diamondbacks baseball-Andra).

After we came home, we have watched TV, played computer games, and eaten irresponsibly.  So to compensate, I got back to the trashing, and threw away some melted chocolate from my Dad’s birthday party (October 2006) and some melted chocolate from Christmas (2005!). 

I am letting go of my beliefs that we should have done something productive and inspired today.  I am letting go of things I used to hold on to for future use.  My house is more tidy, and my children?  I think they will be fine. 

If you know better.  Do. Not. Tell.

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