My mother has always been an energetic home cleaner. Even with four kids just over a year apart, she always had the cleanest house on the block. I can never remember a time that our childhood home was not clean. Lucky for her three daughters, Mom passed that gene on. We have all enjoyed keeping pretty clean homes and we all work full-time.
Now my mother is in her 70's and very active in her volunteer activities--when I say very active, I am not exaggerating -- she works VFW bingoes on many Friday nights and Sunday afternoons, spends almost every Wednesday afternoon at the local Tendercare home playing games with the residents, sometimes she and my dad spend 10-hr days cooking for VFW fund-raising events, she is a three times past president of the VFW ladies auxiliary and is the soon-to-be president of the Cooties auxiliary--another veteran's group with a very strange name (my dad is the commander of that group, second year in a row -- they both have endless energy). Two weeks ago they traveled four hours south to a military convention. Next Wednesday they will travel even further to a VFW home in upper MI to entertain the older veterans living there. They have a carload of gifts donated by our local VFW to give the residents as they play bingo. The residents really look forward to this visit. My Mom & Dad never challenge them when they yell "bingo!", even though they cheat like crazy to win the little gifts. They are just happy to bring a smile to the face of an old veteran who has little else to look forward to.
I have only highlighted a few of their recent activities--suffice it to say they are not spending their golden years in a Lazy Boy recliner. If they have any spare time, they like to go on weekend trips with us.
Last Saturday I called my mother to see if they wanted to go on our trip with Roamy. She was home that day, but my Dad was working a gun show at the VFW. She said she had to scrub floors, do laundry, etc. because she was so far behind. "Housework is cramping my style!" she declared.
Isn't that the truth? I am far from my 70's, but I wholeheartedly agree. As I get older, my ambition for housework is waning. Today I am stuck home doing housework. It's cold and raining so there won't be any garden work like I had planned. I would much rather be on a weekend getaway. Life is just too short to forgo fun to clean a house. My new motto is "Enjoy life while you can--you never know when your time is up!"
From now on my housework will just have to wait because I am my mother's daughter and housework is beginning to cramp my style, too!
I am so glad you stopped by to visit my garden. I garden in lower northern Michigan (zone 5) in far less than ideal conditions. I have too many pine trees, too much shade, too many rocks, herds of hosta-munching deer and rabbits who think my lilly buds are gourmet appetizers. I am by no means an expert in horticulture or garden design--just an amateur with a shovel and a passion. My garden changes daily during the summer and I will be updating frequently.
During the winter months, I blog about my favorite cold-weather hobby--quilting and just my everyday musings.
I hope you enjoy your visit, and that you will come back soon.