Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Erasing Bad Memories
I went to my rental house after work and gazed upon what a normal house should look like after normal people live there for a month. Un-made beds, a few new spots on the carpet, some leftovers in the fridge...normal stuff. It was sooooo very nice. It's not that I was worried that they would trash the place like the last people, I knew they wouldn't, it's just that those images of my house in utter disarray and that horrible smell will be a hard memory to erase. It helped to see my house again. I told myself, see, the house is fine. Those bad memories are just bad memories. I checked everything out and then decided to come back to my RV for the night. I didn't feel like cleaning and I sleep better in my little RV. Tomorrow I plan to start washing the sheets and towels and perhaps I will stay the night. I have a whole week to get my house in order so there is no rush.