Remember...a layer of dust protects the wood beneath it.
A house becomes a home when you can write "I love you"
on the furniture.

I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend making sure everything
was perfect in case someone came over. Finally, I realized one day that
no one came over; they were out living life and having fun!

Now when people visit, I don't have to explain the "condition" of my home...
They are more interested in hearing about the things I've been doing while I was
away living life and having fun!! If you haven't figured this out yet, please
heed this advice: Life is short. Enjoy it!

Dust if you must, but

wouldn't it be better to paint a picture or.....

write a letter,
bake cookies or a cake and

lick the spoon or

plant a seed, and

ponder the difference between want & need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time.....

with trails to ride bikes on,

rivers to swim,

mountains to climb,
music to hear,

books to read,

friends to cherish,
and a life to lead.

Dust if you must but the world's out there

with the sun in your eyes,

the wind in your hair,

a flutter of snow,

a shower of rain...this day will never
come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind....

old age will come and it's not kind...and when
you go---and go you must---

you, yourself will make more
DUST!
It's not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived~