Clean sweep

So many thoughts are running through my head this morning, I'm not even sure in which direction to go. I need to do school with the boys, but I'm obsessed with the idea of cleaning my house. The type of cleaning usually reserved for spring. You see, this is the first time in 14 years that I will be able to remove all the dog hair from all the corners, and it will stay gone. On the other hand, this makes me sad, like how dare I removed all traces of the dog? Shouldn't I just look at those piles of hair and smile a bittersweet smile full of memories? Ugh, I'm so confused.

Of course, eventually I'm going to have to clean. I'm not so sentimental that I will leave dog hair dust bunnies to roam around my house indefinitely. Maybe just for another day or two.

The boys are handling the whole thing very well, but the five year old already wants a new dog. I have firmly vetoed this idea. It's not something I want to do again right now. But just a quick question - what do you people without dogs do with table scraps? After dinner last night, I was utterly stumped. Throw it in the trash? Doesn't that start to stink? I could toss it in the yard, I suppose. After 14 years with dogs, it's an adjustment, let me tell you!