I love clean. I clean for fun. I read books on cleaning. (Home Comforts: The Art & Science of Keeping House is a complete and "fun" read). Clean makes me happy. It makes me feel good. I feel like I have accomplished something and conquered my filthy environment.
A Bissel commerical had the tag "Life's messy. Clean it up". It figures a vacuum would give this gem of wisdom. (I hate vacuuming most of all -- I'm never satisfied and there's too much equipment and it still doesn't get all the corners and filth.)
Life is messy. Everyone has problems, struggles, "dirt". I'm just finishing up a series of books that walks through the premortal/mortal life. I wonder what it will be like to get to postmortal life and compare with what we once knew and what we have actually accomplished (or didn't accomplish).
I wish there was a way I could save my loved ones from their own dirt. Wouldn't it be great to have someone who could keep me away from my own dirt! I guess the good news is, it's just dirt... and there are lots of ways to get clean again. Too bad we it's so hard to remember that it's easier to stay clean when we are having so much playing in the yard.
15 years ago