Letting things go

Most people who know me would say that I am slightly obsessive about keeping my house clean. Cleaning our modest little home is something I have started to truly enjoy, and despite what people think can be rather therapeutic at times. I have to admit that my one pet peeve with cleaning is the mass amounts of dog hair that continually are shed throughout our home by our lab. Since I couldn't handle tumble weeds of hair rolling though our house, I adopted the habit of vacuuming and sweeping every night (thank God we have a small house). You honestly wouldn't believe how much one medium sized dog can shed...I truly would have thought he would be bald by now!
Now, since I have started working, I find it much harder to carry out my usual evening routine. There is no longer time to just fool around, every minute has to be carefully and thoughtfully used. With this new routine, I have had to let a few things go here and there. One such thing is that I started vacuuming every other night, or in last weeks case I actually waited three days...shocker! So on day three, Kailyn calls me into the bathroom and simply states, "Mom, you see that piece of dirt right there? You know, you should really vacuum our house. We don't want it to get dirty...yuck." As I sat there and looked at her staring up at me, her face showing the utmost concern I could do nothing better than agree with her. "I know I said, it's just been crazy lately." Her response was simple and sweet, "Yeah, I know...but I still love you." At least she loves me, our house may be drowning in pounds of dog hair, but she loves me...what more do I need!
So, amid all these wonderful changes, I am learning you have to just let some things go...and if they get really bad...at least I have a very honest, and loving five year old who will keep me on track!