I Hate Cleaning

Today was the day I had put off for so long. Time to clean out the audio storage closet in the Creative Arts room. I hate cleaning. It just so boring and knowing it's going to be dirty again in 3 months just kills me even more than leaving it the same. One thing about me...I hate the same thing over and over again. I have to have change once in a while. Before I was married I changed my living room furniture around every few months because I couldn't stand it the same way all the time. Now that I'm married...well, you know that thing about the castle? It's not my decision anymore.

The reason I was cleaning is that we are getting ready for change. This room has needed a makeover for a long time. And tomorrow is the day. Isn't it strange how we hate to clean but we always want the new? If it wasn't for new things coming...would we change? Or...if we weren't forced into it, would we change. Cleaning allows a new thing to happen properly. You can bring a new thing into a junky place and because of the surroundings it doesn't seem new. I have watched God completely wipe people clean so that they can become new. And that they can become new properly. I read something about putting new wine in old skins...it doesn't work. God wants to put new wine in new skins which means the old has to be made new...clean.

Maybe I don't hate cleaning as much as I thought...