You Creative Types

Every Monday my teenage sister comes over and cleans my house. Scrubs the kitchen and the toilet, mops the floors, dusts. The whole nine yards. I pay her when I can but usually she accepts goodies from my shop, time with my camera...things like that. And she's very good. Up until a year ago my mother had her own business cleaning homes and my sister worked with her for a few years. Now, me? I really abhor house work. Not necessarily the process, but the time it takes away from all the other things I'd rather be doing. So you stick to the floors a little. So the laundry is overflowing. So there is dust and crumbs and dirty socks everywhere. So what? Not that I don't want the house to be clean. Some days it makes me crazy and if there comes a week that my sister is not interested in my bribes I do indeed break down and clean the blasted thing myself. One way or another it is clean for at least one day a week. But most of the time I spend very little time cleaning, lots of time crafting and with the girls .
I've actually never really thought about any of this but today my sister said to me as waded through dirty dishes and sticky counters in the kitchen, "You know, you creative types just never want to take the time time to clean. All you wanna do is knit and make stuff. I've cleaned for people like you you before. You're all the same." OK, so she has a point. I really don't want to take time out from the good stuff to clean or do laundry and yes, sometimes this means you have to dig through a laundry basket full of (clean) clothes and sometimes you hear the crunch, crunch of cereal underfoot.
But I do try to do a whirlwind pick up right before bed and the dishes are washed after supper about 90% of the time. But then you find us spinning around the living room dancing like a whirling dervish, trying not to trip over toys. Or you may find me digging through piles and piles (and piles and piles) of yarn all over my desk and everywhere else. But.....that's OK. I do wish I had more hours in the day so I didn't have to choose what's more important to me. But I don't and laughing with my girls and having picnics everyday and dreaming and creating...that's the important stuff...to me.
Sigh. No one ever said a creative life was a tidy life.