Cleaning out the cobwebs

I have been waiting most of the day for a housecleaner to come and help me clean the space that was occupied by Royce. I got tired of calling it Royce’s room the other night and said to B. that we needed to come up with a fun name. For some reason, all I could think of was Curious George, maybe because I’ve been begging to see the movie and have yet to convince anyone of how much fun it would be. So, until it is used for other things, we've decided to call the space "George's Room".

While waiting, I stared cleaning the basement so that it would be ready when someone comes to deliver a dryer tomorrow afternoon. What started as tidying up resulted in hours of labor. Part of the basement is finished and when my brother lived here, we put in Pergo wood floors and painted part of the room red to match the color of the brick walls. I got inspired to move everything out so that we could actually use the space. It looks a lot better, but is far from being done.

I’ve asked Lisa to pull my cards frequently as of late and have received the space clearing card several times. As I am starting on a new journey in many areas of my life--pursuing my life's calling, starting a new chapter with the man I love--I want to make a home that will help me flourish in all these areas as well as be a sanctuary and ground for creative work. As Karen Kingston writes, "Cleanliness is close to Godliness."