Over the past few days I’ve been walking around the house humming a little ditty. It’s a melody that you—and probably the majority of America—know. The song? “Let it Go” from the extremely popular Disney movie Frozen.
To the pile of laundry in my closet, “Let it go, let it go…”
To the sink full of dishes, “let it go!!!!”
To the sticky floor and teal table, “let it go!”
To the un-fluffed pillows on the couch, bed unmade, emails un-answered… “let it go, let it go.”
Here are a few more lyrics from the song:
Don’t let them in,
don’t let them see
Be the good girl you always have to be
Conceal, don’t feel,
don’t let them know
Well now they know
Seriously, was this song written for the stay-at-home, multitasking mom?
I’ve fallen so behind in all things life over the past few weeks. Fresh off a family trip and a string of wonderful houseguests, and this new thing called “kindergarten” which eats up almost two hours daily in pick up and drop off, my home and head are a “I hope I’ll adjust soon” mess. When I first looked around I felt a panic well upside of me, “dear, Lord, please do not let a single soul ring my doorbell.”
We had contractors in the house today finishing up on the last of the repairs from a fridge/freeze water line leak. I actually apologized to them and asked them if they’d like me to sweep before they got started. They chuckled, but I’m fairly certain I heard them discussing the state of my floor.
I made a mental check-list of things to start working on, but after the list was complete I found myself exhausted and happy just to sit on the floor and let baby girl crawl all over me.
It can wait. And so it shall. (Just a short post this week as I gather myself.)
Until next time here’s a little “Let it go” to get you through your day.
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