I know...

What a wonderful weekend this girl had.

I put on my make believe and pretended

I was the inn-keeper of my

dream Bed & Breakfast.

We had company come {family}.

I spent the week deep cleaning, planning delicious menus,

shopping and preparing the accommodations.

It was the best week and weekend ever.

I am a cleaner by nature and DNA.

My mother was a lifetime housekeeper

and I went along on weekends to earn 

extra money and scrubbed toilets and ironed

sheets and pillow cases. 

I didn't care much for it at the time but

honestly, it instilled my love of cleaning. 

It's methodical, it's a stress reliever

 and I love the results

of my hands' efforts.

I payed special attention to our guests

allergies {pets-which we have} and know

it was a concern before they came.

I am happy to say, no sneezing, no wheezing,

no nothing! {I have my tricks and remedies}

He was exceptionally happy 

{so was I}.

The conversations we had were fantastic.

We laughed {a lot}, talked about farming and gardening,

talked about dreams and the future and my ego was boosted.

A lot.

Not the head in the clouds-damn I'm good, kind,

 but the get back to keeping the dream alive, kind.

I know what I'm made of.

I know my talents.

I know what I want to do for our family.

I know that it will work and

I know God has his plan.

I think this weekend was His message to me

to not give up, which I kinda had.

He sparked that love and passion in me again.

When it's time, it will happen.

I'll just keep believing in that.