This is tomorrow’s joy. When you spend every Sunday playing, it’s difficult to get all the Sunday things done. Sometimes, a little catch up is necessary. Or at least useful.
I steal a Monday evening to vacuum and clean the bathroom and fold the laundry and finish putting away all the Sunday playthings. I’m just scrubbing away when I realize: this is tomorrow’s joy. Tomorrow, when I get in the shower confident that I’m going to emerge cleaner than when I went in. And when I can walk barefoot in the house without stopping to wipe my feet off every few steps. And when I open the drawer, I find clean clothes.
There is joy in the drudgery of housework, but I’m confident that if it happened more frequently, I would learn to take it for granted. So for now, I’ll continue to steal Sundays for play.
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