Yawning, I crept down to my basement. Time to try to make a dent in the laundry, I thought. With a busy family of five, the pile had grown uncharacteristically large. Stepping off the last step of the staircase, my eyes rested upon the miscellaneous debris. Boxes of my daughters’ drawings, old files, plumbing parts, recycling, and seemingly millions of other items consumed the basement floor. I sighed. A new meaning for ‘unfinished basement.’
After switching a wet load of my family’s clothes to the dryer and starting a new load, I ascended the steps to the main floor. Rounding the bend through the dining room, I climbed the stairs to the upstairs. Placing both feet on the landing, I looked up. Still that hole in the ceiling. I sighed again. Spackling tools, a rubber mallet, and a stool rested guiltily upon the floor in the corner, refusing to make eye contact with me. An unfinished job. We gotta get to that, I thought to myself.
Quickly dressing, I quick-stepped back down to the main floor, making my way toward the kitchen. In the fireplace sat the pile of ashes I’d been meaning to sweep out. Another one. Dismissing that thought, I made my way to the front door and out to the car. We needed milk to make pancakes. Starting the car, I was immediately greeted by the check engine light, politely reminding me an oil change was due. Gotta schedule that today, I thought to myself.
Returning from the store, I turned to reenter the driveway. That’s when I spied the large, panelled window adorning the front of the house, and remembered the sills were still rotten. I gotta get those replaced this summer, I thought with another sigh.
Now back in the house, I could hear everyone was now awake and at the breakfast table. The aroma of sizzling sausage greeted my nostrils, along with the playful chatter of my three daughters in the dining room. Iris, the baby, sat laughing in her babyseat as Lexi teased and made jokes with her along with Livi. Three beautiful daughters, all so young but so happy. They too are unfinished. But I think I’ll continue focusing on them. They’re what’s important.
I’ll get that other stuff later.