The Winter Doldrums

It's official. I am either really, really old OR I am in the winter doldrums. I got a new broom today & I am beside myself with happiness. See, I am blessed with a house full of hardwood floors. They are beautiful and I love them. I am also blessed with two small children, who, albeit cute, are messy. I am also blessed with a husband who is also cute, but also messy. Are you starting to understand my problems? No rugs mean nowhere (and I do mean nowhere) for crumbs to hide. Every one lays on the floor in it's glory for my bare feet to feel in the mornings. And because of my allergies I can't even get a dog to help me with the crumbs. I had other brooms, but they were annoying. Almost a waste of my time because of the amount of crumbs still mocking me on the floor. It was enough to make a girl crabby. So I went to the guru of cleanliness...Martha Stewart. I figured anyone who would use eight different kinds of paintbrushes and toothbrushes to carefully dust the moldings on her picture frames would have a solution for me. And she did. My solution arrived today (pictured above) and it is fantastic. Of course being a Martha Stewart recommendation it wasn't cheap. But after calculating the amount of money I've wasted on crappy brooms from Target + the pain and suffering from another broom that didn't work well, it seems like a bargain. Have broom, will sweep with happiness. Life is looking up. Yep, it's the winter doldrums for sure.