Today, we spent the morning cleaning our house (bah). Poor E. and Q. It’s never easy on them to get this job done. I’d like to say we’d leave the dust and dirt and put our children first but when you have house guests coming, you can’t really ignore it anymore. Eventually, you have to deal with the mess.
As I was manically swiffering floors, I thought about how lucky we are to finally have this home. About a year and a half ago, we bought this “project” as my mother called it (very appropriately so). Boy, was it ever a project! D. and I both saw it’s potential but it sure took a lot of time and money to finally become livable. It isn’t exactly what I had envisioned as my first grown-up house but I can still see that potential in it. I look forward to the years to come when we can decorate it and it will truly be a reflection of our family. For the time being, it’s a little empty and cavernous but it’s ours and we love it. We are also thankful to have a home in a wonderful neighbourhood where our children can grow up. E. will be able to walk to school. I could potentially bike to work. We live a short walk away from the Canal so winters will be spent skating there. It’s really exciting to think about how much fun we’ll have as a family in this house for the next ~20 years. So, today, I am very grateful for our home…clean or dirty.