How I Spend My Valentine's Day

Self Amused as I am, Valentine's Day is mostly in my head.  Having suffered through the exchange of those elementary school valentines (or lack of the right one) we all should just accept the fact that Love Is All Around Us and let the feeling go.  wherever, however, whoever.

Today, my friends, let's look at how we arrive at our Zen Space.  Some times I go shopping in a really big store or mall just so I can space out.  the walking is good, I put my mind on automatic, and hum to myself as I peruse the displays.  what I am really doing is organizing my life.  I am thinking about how something will fit into my home, my refrigerator, my life.  How will others use it or see it.  Who will need it, break it, want it, dispose of it...do I really have to get it? Could I throw out the one I have just like it that I never use?  The list goes on.

And it is the same with cleaning.  Working in my bathroom or closet is almost a treat.  It is fashion show, makeup counter, legos, puzzles, romance, regret, nostalgia and a reminder that I will feel better if my day isn't cluttered as much as my countertop and shoe rack.  I am not a glam girl, but I tend to collect things that pile up so I feel like I have taken my shot at beauty without the commitment.  I sit on the floor , scraping my shower walls and reviewing the last mural meeting or Lost or figuring out where my tax papers are.  It works and lo and behold, I can see a clean room.

It's Valentine's Day.  For your viewing pleasure, Billy Mack sings from Love, Actually.

Reminds me of an episode of The Wonder Years.  Kevin's mom had lost a bunch of receipts his dad used for his job and it was time to do their taxes.  Kevin was afraid that his parents would get into a big  argument because it was really important and his dad was already frustrated.  Expecting a fight, he watched secretly to find them sitting on the floor and laughing about  old times that lead to recreating his expenses.  How  relationships are stronger than paperwork, and that exercising our memories makes us richer is what I remember from that show.  Wish they would do a reunion  of that one!