"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it" -George Santayana

:'(

This is me today

(please note that I wrote this last Friday).

Crying.

Though I am not actually crying, I really feel like crying.

:'(

It's one of those moments.

You know the kind.

The kind where you see that all the work that you spent hours doing has been undone in a matter of moments.

It's the house.

Sigh...

I spent the better part of yesterday cleaning and organizing and cleaning some more.

I worked and worked and worked.

I slaved away at it the whole day, and now......

......well I am sure you can guess.

If you were to come to my house right now you'd never believe I spent so much time cleaning it yesterday. You'd never be able to tell.

I did laundry (so so so so so so very much laundry) you can't tell.

I cleared my kitchen counters and worktable and dinner table and scrubbed them down,

you can't tell.

I swept the kitchen floor, and put item after item away, you can't tell.

I did all the dishes, made all the beds, I exercised and showered, but you can't tell.

And all because I did it yesterday, so of course I have to do it all again today.

Such is life.

Though I have to say I definitely remember doing it all and it's all in the past so why am I still condemned to repeat it, over and over and over again.......