Over the weekend my husband commented that I’m getting more robust. I am worn out tonight, but it’s the tired that comes from having had a busier day. My parents came up for the morning and a little bit this afternoon. I’d asked my mom if she’d be free some day to come up and help me clean and organize our pantry and storage areas. The pictures I sent her are absolutely hilarious. The pantry especially was a disaster.

I just keep finding things to clean, though looking around you still wouldn’t be able to tell. I’ve definitely lost my laser focus and the cleaning has just spread now to anywhere and everywhere there needs something being done. As mom reminded me several times, “You don’t need to make a decision about that today”. The books and clothes are enough to keep me busy, and those I haven’t don’t anything with for days.

Two of the boys had physicals this afternoon. That’s another thing that’s been keeping me busy, the paperwork and ins and outs of getting things lined up for college. Most of my focus has transferred over to here. I opened a separate bank account that I’m affectionately calling the college fund. Up until now I have not had to borrow money for school, but this year I am needing to take out a loan, some for me and the rest for him.

I had an email today that our summer intensive class material was ready to be accessed. I printed out the syllabus and most of the rubrics. We have two decently easy-ish papers due before class starts. This one is called Integrating Spirituality into Counseling. There are only four of us taking this class and we have each been assigned a particular religion to present on. I was excited to see I had to counsel a Buddhist.

The pantry looks a hundred times better than it did. Just the order of it is enough for me. I’m definitely looking forward to camp being over but I’m also just trying to take advantage of the time. Someday I’ll tell the story about lying in the boys room and staring out at the closet. I was either going to have to move out or clean up, because the way things were was making me ill. The thing about this kind of cleaning is that it lasts.