I tend to be on the “overly-clean/neat-nick” side of things.
Cleanliness to a fault.
And yesterday there was a lot of cleaning to catch up on.
Like a LOT.
So much catching up to do, that I decided to put it off for a little bit longer, and make an even bigger mess by baking myself some scones.
I did allow myself to clean up one tiny section of house so that I could sit down with my book, drink tea out of my mother’s tea-cup, and eat a warm, delicious scone in my spot by the window.
It was a very small escape. But, something about starting my day with a calm, warm, happy moment–instead of jumping right into the mess (literally) made my whole day feel more like an event.
Even though I was surrounded by turmoil, loosing myself in some of my favorite things (books, tea, scones) was lovely.
So I’m learning.
I’m learning the art of putting my OCD on pause. I worry that I sometimes miss some of the beauty in my life because I’m constantly trying to clean everything up. Sometimes I don’t even allow myself to enjoy the things that I LOVE doing, because I’m too distracted by the chores around me.
(What if someone stops by and sees this dirty floor and assumes that I’m a slob…then calls CPS because my children are living in filth…and my husband leaves me cause I lost our children…and then the city condemns our house…and I wind up homeless with out a family…)
It’s embarrassing to admit that I often have to force myself to sit down and read, or soak in a tub, or go for a walk.
(A few weeks ago Adam took both our kids for a daddy date, and what did I do with my calm, quiet house? I cleaned it. Of course.)
What’s happened to me that I seem to have forgotten how to just enjoy?
But, forcing myself to not clean on the weekends, when I know I’d rather be hanging out with my husband and kids, (and they’d rather be with me instead of watching me clean) is working. I’m starting to get some control back, some balance. And taking a moment this morning to pause for myself, was a tiny little victory for my obsessively clean personality.
Plus, my scones are AWESOME!
In case you’re interested, here’s my recipe for these deliciously-warm/perfect-way-to-avoid-doing-chores-pastry:
In a large bowl combine:
3 1/2 cups of flour
2 TBS plus 2 tsp baking powder
1/2 cup white sugar
1/4 tsp salt
cut in 1/2 a cup plus 2 TBS of butter
1 cup of almond milk and
1/2 cup of sour cream
(these are obviously not a super healthy breakfast–but every once in a while, we earn it, right?)
Roll out to 1 inch thickness, cut out desired size scone and place on a baking sheet. Whisk one egg with 1 tbs milk and brush the tops of the scones. Cook in a 375 degree oven for 10-15 minutes until golden brown.
Enjoy with your favorite tea, and you’re guaranteed to care a lot less about doing the laundry.
(You can easily half this recipe. I like to have enough left for a couple of days worth of breakfasts. Added bonus, kids LOVE ’em! Yay-hooray!)