A Household of Four (A Lament)

I am the only one in a household of four people at the moment, I say at the moment because a household in today’s world is for sure lucky to exist at all, and then, the numbers rise or fall depending on whether you live in a place that has problems with refugees who need your help, visits from relatives or close proximity to enemy occupied territory and some householders get shot in their own bedrooms while unarmed and then the numbers deplete quickly and it’s all relevant to the numbers in the household, but that is beside the point, maybe, maybe not, and I am the only one in a household of four people at the moment, up for hours while everyone is sleeping, doing what I do, feeding and cleaning bowls for the household pets I have collected, by saying I do, or simply, just by doing what I’m supposed to....oh, yeah, that is why I prompted my blog to read ‘I Decide’...because I don’t, until ‘I Do’ and I know it as well as anybody.


Anyway, after I have wiped down the kitchen bench (counter-top for those from my past) and remembered to add a little bleach to disinfect the cutting boards and the sinks, I became distracted and wiped down the faces of the cabinets and while doing so, I reflected on the faces I see surrounding me on any given day hours after feeding the dogs.

Dog is god spelled backwards and it is best I do not forget that, lest I not know how to spell.

When was the last time I added bleach to clean, and why do I do it now and why do I do it at all and who told me to do it and why do I believe I have to, or if anyone does, why not everyone?

Ahhhhhhh, she scrubs the paste quince off the door closest to the oven as there was where she left it to finish canning one day last week with not enough time to remove the evidence.

I take a deep breath and contemplate I surely have lost my mind to think so much could be learnt from the debris left around me to orchestrate by myself for the benefits of a household of four and then try to write about it.