Why I Don’t Deep Clean

Here’s what happens when I attempt to deep clean. I stumble across a photo album or old box of treasures…get lost in the memories…I may or may not shed a few tears…okay, tears are shed…and no cleaning happens. Every. Single. Time.

Take tonight for example. There’s this baby blue box that’s out of place. I knew it was going to happen. I took the lid off and it sucked me right in. There I go. Strolling right down memory lane to 14 years ago. I found myself looking at this test that changed the course of my life forever [Welcome to the world Cameron Deon Avery]:

Coincidentally, as if in a movie with background music Remember When by Alan Jackson comes on my headphones [If you’ve never heard it, grab a box of tissues and prepare yourself]. AND as if that wasn’t enough I found this letter I wrote Cameron after he was born that I had no idea even existed:

“You are asleep in your crib now looking so adorable…God has sent me such a good baby”. [Cue the waterworks] I said all the things in that letter from 2004 that I still tell him often to this day. “We’ll never be as old as you think we are, so don’t try to sneak anything by us”. HA! I use that line daily!

His sweet tiny newborn diaper. Memory lane why must you be so cruel?! Must. Break. Away.

*Sigh* Point of the story…Just don’t attempt to deep clean. But if you do, bring tissues!!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: