I want to go room-by-room and really throw out and scrub. In one of the Susan Howatch books I've been reading, one Abbot talks about being in charge of a group of monks who'd been allowed to get downright slovenly. Their habits (pardon the pun) were a mess with little or no direction, they were eating and drinking to excess and hiding the evidence, plus their quarters were filthy. The Abbot makes a comment about how a person can't be content in a mess, or something to that effect. I totally agree. But that's something to tackle after Christmas, and not now. We're pleasantly cluttered and disorganized now. And with no company coming for Christmas dinner, I can feel a lessening of responsibility. We'll still tidy up and have a pretty dinner table, but I won't get all fussy. Least that's the plan. Company does tend to get me riled a bit.
Now am going to read and shut my eyes for awhile. Finished Christmas shopping, have groceries in, Christmas Eve services tomorrow (with lots of incense!), and now it's time to enjoy the holiday. 'Bout time. :)
