Sweeping I can take…but mopping?
Its just not my favorite thing to do. 😦
Its no big secret…I EXTREMELY DISLIKE mopping. (versus hate..its too strong a word)
I even got one of those squishy buckets so you don’t have to wring the dirty water out with your hands…but it doesn’t really change how I feel about it. :S
I’m not sure why. It may just be a general aversion to doing housework (ha!), but at the end of the day (week?), since nobody else will do any of it, then I do.
(I may be lazy, but I like living nicely too you know. 🙂 )
A professional friend suggested to think of mopping as my Meditation…the same way you look at all the work you do in an ashram, she said.
Smarty pants that bi-atch of mine! She knows I have a thing for Making Everything Sacred. ❤
So have I meditated this week yet?
Not with the mop, I haven‘t. :S
I’ve written a bit (with a pen and paper). Moved the body too. (more of both is needed)
But I am yet to do a dirty dance number with the mop. 😦
Now that’s more inspiring…
Bring out the incense sitcks!