Mrs. Wells Jingle

"Clean up, clean up.  Everybody, everywhere.
Clean up, clean up.  Everybody do your share."

Mrs. Wells, (our most favorite kindergarten teacher at Sequoia Elementary in Westminster who has now passed away), sang this with the class at clean up time.

This was my motto today and that little jingle went through my mind all day long.  Christmas clean up.  Boxes divided for trash and to save until next year.  Laundry done.  Christmas china put away.  Clean sheets on beds.  All the bathroom towels and rugs washed.  Stray things back in place.  OH.  That my house could always stay like this!  Haha.

Outside clean up.  Wash mud off the undercarriage of the cars.  Then wash it down the porch and driveway. Sweep the mud and silt down the gutters.  The sidewalks.  There is dirty gunk still all over.  Not as much as before.  I think we will be cleaning mud for a long time.  Work crews from the ward have been down shoveling mud out of our neighbor's homes.  This has been warmly received.  The majority of our neighbors are not members of our church.  How do you help someone who is going through this.  Words don't seem like enough.  Shovels don't seem like enough.  Food doesn't seem like enough.  I still have my house and my possessions.  Survivors guilt, I guess???

My house is quiet without kids here.  I'm enjoying it but missing the hustle and bustle and the comings and goings.