I've been obsessing over the carpet in our home lately.
First of all, it's a light color. (not white, mind you, but a very light beige!) Second, we have 3 boys, 4 dogs and a cat. Third, the house is 11 years old.....high traffic, high maintenance for eleven years adds up.
I've cleaned it, and cleaned it. And ....cleaned it some more. It's really starting to show the wear-and-tear. While part of it doesn't look "too" bad, the few real stains that are present are way beyond ever coming out. A professional steam cleaning isn't even going to help now...
To top it all off, the wood flooring that we have throughout the kitchen, dining and hallway areas are pretty beat up as well. That either needs to be stripped and re-surfaced, or completely pulled up and done over. After eleven years in our home - I keep finding so many things that are now either coming due for replacement, or major repair. It's overwhelming, and I know there's no way we'll be able to tackle these kind of expenses any time soon.
I'm not looking for perfection here, but I do mind these things when they start to look dirty and unkempt. I've known for a while that I'm a little obsessive-compulsive when it comes to organization and neatness, but I'm usually not too picky when it comes to the heavy cleaning. (With three boys, I'm sure you could relate!)
Why am I writing about my dirty floors on a blog that should be offering snippets of positivity and inspiration?
Even though I have been unhappy with the way certain areas in our home are beginning to appear faded or dingy, I'm truly thankful that I even have a home to clean. I'm almost looking at those stains now as "badges of honor." With so many families losing their homes in this dark economic era (and some losing even more) I have nothing to complain about. Reminders that a close and loving family fills this dwelling, those stains are starting to remind me just how fortunate and Blessed our family is to have a home to clean....
Even though their bedrooms constantly need vacuuming and dusting, my boys are lucky enough to even have their own personal space, and a bed to lie on.
Even though I cringe when I note the wood decaying under the dishwasher in our small, crowded kitchen, we are Blessed with a full pantry and refrigerator.
Even though we don't have the financial means to create the landscape of our dreams, God continues to grant us the ability to call this little slice of heaven our home....and it is filled with love.
It's more than just your average "attitude of gratitude." This has been a conscious decision on my part to face an otherwise depressing or challenging moment, and try to turn it into a reminder of truth.
My truth: the worn-out carpet, flooring, paint, and fixtures of my abode have never defined those who dwell within. Home is what you make it, and how you live it.
"If you can't see the bright side of life,
polish the dull side."
In a nutshell: I'm rich!!! :)
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