….that I’ve washed the windows in the house. On New Year’s Day. In a country where you’re not supposed to do housework on holidays. Color me a rebel. I had to do it because they were so dirty. Surely my German neighbors will understand. They’ll probably even appreciate it.
Back when I made housework a priority, I wasn’t such a rebel. The windows stayed fairly clean, sans teenager hand angels and dog nose prints. I had time. Lots of it. These days, not so much. Life has gotten busier and when that happens, some things that once held a higher spot on the to do list fall to the wayside. It happens.
It’s the first day of a brand new year. A perfect day to refocus one’s vision. So go ahead. Swirl a sponge in a bucket filled with one part dishwasher soap, four parts glass cleaner and a blast or two of steamy hot water to keep your hands toasty on a frosty morning. Take the hand plunge and begin to scrub away the layers of dirt that have been clouding your view for far too long.
You can do this literally or figuratively. Or both.
It’s a new year and the possibilities are endless if you have the clarity to see them and the courage to go after them.
Happy New Year to you and yours.
May the windows in your life allow you to see clearly now, too.