Mess

Mess

Last week I was showing a video of Jake dancing to one of my dear friends.  I thought she was watching my son but apparently she was also checking out the background.  "I love seeing your house messy!" she said when the video was over.

It was.  There was laundry all over my red chair and the table was covered in pies and pie boxes.  You could see my computer desk and it had papers scattered about.

I am, by nature, a tidy person.  I don't do clutter very well.  I like things organized.  It comes naturally to me.  But life happens and my house gets messy. 

Last Friday took the cake.  I have never left my house in such a state as I did Friday morning.  Here is the photo evidence.

And the crowning glory: 

Oh my goodness.  I did this, took photos, and then walked out the door.  Here's the really fun part.  I was going to work and my mom was coming to my house at 12:00 for when the kids got off the bus. So I warned her.  "Mom, you are going to see my house like you've never seen it before.  And also, can you take the dry laundry out of the dryer, throw it on my red chair and put the wet laundry in the dryer?"

That's all I asked her to do.

But when I got home my laundry was folded, the dishes were put away, the pillows and blankets were back on the couch, the kitchen floor was swept, the countertops were cleared and there was not a trace of broken plate or butter splatter anywhere.

My mom is awesome.

Someday I hope I can pay it forward and clean butter and broken pottery off my little girl's floor.

What's the most thoughtful thing someone has done for you lately?