four hundred days of sand

so…clean….

March 30, 2008 at 5:46 pm (Uncategorized) (cleaning house, deployment preparations, organizing)

my kitchen is freakin’ surgically sound right now.  I’ve washed switchplates and switches, outlets, outlet plates, rice, coffee and pasta canisters, cupboards, counters, kickboards, and floors.  It’s a classic sign that I’m internally screwy; there’s mucky muck afloat that needs to be cleared, and a clean house–or the process of cleaning it– makes my world happy.            Similarly, with him: he did boatloads of dumping, garage cleaning, and manly to-do items, and as he finished the garage, which feels– dare I say it, mausoleum-like?–now, he said, this feels surreal.                      Guh?  Yeah.  he’s getting ready to go.  This purge-y clean-y stuff cements it.