I am an average housecleaner of our home. It is fairly easy keeping up with the basics then clean like crazy when family visits or my son comes home from college. I enjoy having a clean home. Our home is big and basically I am in charge of keeping things tidy and in order.

My Dad and I live together. He has COPD and is on oxygen all the time. Cleaning is out of the question for him. He appreciates my cooking, cleaning, errands, spending time together and helping take care of him where needed. I enjoy being a caregiver.

He lets me decorate our home the way I desire. My sister and son prefer simplicity and laugh at all of my trinkets. I am an artist and simple things like: a piece of wood with a design on it, stones with words of encouragement, a feather, origami birds from former students, hand-carved wooden crosses– all of these things and more fill me with great joy and love.

Although dusting is my least favorite chore, once I start, I am carried away in memories. Each picture, angel figurine, rooster and hen salt and pepper shaker, book, wooden pen box, paper flower that I dust off transports me back to my past, present and places me in my future dreams.

Why do I put off dusting when it actually becomes more fun then scrubbing a toilet or tub. I feel satisfied when completing different chores; however, dusting makes me think and feel . If you are physically able to clean your home, do it. If not find someone to help you. Clean to gain a more positive attitude. You will feel better mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually.