There it was just me sitting reading a book, watching my favorite movies and kids playing calm and quite. All my house is just clean and clear except for the normal mess made by my Lil darlings , which has become an integral part of our interior nowadays. And as I turn the pages I just doze off .
As I open my eyes, here I was on the bed , and it was just a dream. Two days as my hubby was going to native, I was dreaming to take off from everything and enjoy my break time and be with kids. I thought I could make some simple food and adjust .
It was all just a dream for being idle.
All the day from the time he left ,I was attacked by a maniac in me ( which was hidden and suppressed for years) to clean up everything. I was like a walking talking broom and mop. All day , I was busy cleaning up and decluttering my house. And at the end of the first day, there was a tint of satisfaction rolling over my head. And the second day again , the maniac was woken up , and again up for cleaning all the mess ,which were neglected purposefully due to laziness.
Finally, as I thought that the cleanliness maniac has won over my lazy mind, here there comes the mighty laziness with my husband’s arrival back to power. And my house again getting messier.
Hope things change again.And I would accomplish my dream rather than been a clean monster.