Saturday, January 23, 2021


There's a hashtag floating around the inter-webs lately that I had to jump on the bandwagon.  #teammakeyourbed

Some days are hard. The weight of the world seems to push me down flat and it can be hard for me to put one foot in front of the other.  The very idea of my to-do list that is miles long is daunting.  Homeschooling, housekeeping, errands, taxi can seem like too much.  Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining about any of it.  I am extremely blessed to even have the option to stay home and care for my family.  It is my vocation and I take it very seriously.  I also know that it is here, at home, that has the power to change the world.  But the mental block I encounter now and then can seem impossible to get through.

And that's why I make my bed every morning.  If I can coach myself to just go get dressed in the morning, when I come into my bedroom, I know that making my bed will immediately make me feel better.  There is just something about a made bed that lets me know that in this moment, everything is ok.  It's a promise to myself that no matter what happens that day, I will eventually get to come back here and climb under the heavy blanket and close my eyes.  It's an invitation to retreat during the day when I need just a minute to breath.  Sometimes I will have my homemade essential oil linen spray nearby and I will spritz the sheets and pillows as well.  

It's funny how that made bed spills over into the rest of my morning.  It keeps me going.  It makes me look for the beauty and goodness in my day.  After all, my bed is made.  All is well in the world.  

The other morning was a particularly hard one.  After making my bed, I went into the bathroom to put my hair in a not-so-flattering-but-functional ponytail.  Inside the basket where my hairbrush is, I found a little empty satchel.  And I remembered the dried lavender from this summer that was still sitting on my window sill in the kitchen.  I filled the bag, sprinkled a couple of drops of lavender EO to refreshen it, and stuck it in my pajama drawer.  Another promise to myself.

While I was at it, I filled my bedroom and living room diffusers with Peace and Calming.  The hint of rose or whatever it is makes me smile.

Then I refilled my coffee, because there was no way I was going to get through the day without plenty of that.  And while I was there, I decided to shine my sink, Fly Lady style.  So satisfying.  It only stays clean for a little while, but it's nice while it lasts.

We were running a little late to start school, but I decided to let them have a bit longer recess outside so I could have breakfast.  A hungry mommy does not make a good teacher.  While I was at it, I drank a big glass of water and took my vitamins as well.

It was then that I saw the little bible verse my daughter had colored and placed on our hutch. I prayed a small prayer, put my dish away, and started our Morning Time Song.

 It's funny how the small act of making my bed changed my whole morning.

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