I asked my mom to stay with us after I finished work so that she could help me get a move on for cleaning up and getting ready for Saturday. It’s not that big a deal, this brunch, but it is something that is important to me- having people in our home. And having someone along side me to help get things more livable here has helped.

My mom left today, but she left knowing she has participated in making my house cleaner and more organized. She even found a packing slip I have been needing in order to return some gosh-awful boots. She helped me recover my dining room chairs and now they look as awesome as the rest of my dining room.

Mom kept mentioning staying an extra day to help me finish cleaning up. I had to tell her that the house really is fine and that her idea of “clean” isn’t really the same as my “clean” and really, we are good here. She got into the truck and left, a little reluctantly, but I think she thinks I am a grown up and can keep a house. Sort of.

I guess it is that kind of thing about being the parent of an adult, knowing when it is ok to let go. And on the opposite end of that thought, as the child I have to find that balance of when it is ok to accept her help and suggestions. I may be an adult and a mother, but I am still a child and a daughter.

The fact that mom got to spend time with Fuller on his own turf was an added bonus. She got to know his schedule, some of his mannerisms, watch him play at Kindermusik, and see him not eat. It was special.

I feel like I have a clean slate to jump start this new arrangement of ours. Since I don’t have a ton of stuff to wade through,it won’t be hard to leave the housework to do other things like blog and crochet. I still have a bunch of stuff to go through (paperwork and clutter) but it is contained and not exploding all over our desk and countertops.

Now, if I could just teach the dogs to wipe their paws when they come in, then we would be in business.

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