Wow, it’s Pesach prep again. I feel like I was just blogging about Pesach prep. I don’t mark the year by when the school year begins for my kids, or by my birthday or any of the usual markers, but somehow when it’s Pesach prep I can’t believe that a whole year has gone by.
I also know Pesach is getting close because everyone I speak to has asked me if I’m ready for Pesach yet. Every time I get asked that question I get a pang of panic flash through my stomach. Then my head kicks into the conversation and reminds me that there is still a full week to complete the job. I think the question ‘are you ready for Pesach yet?’ should be in the same category as ‘hot enough for you?’ or ’so when is that baby due?’ All of these questions have no correct answer to them.
For instance, ‘am I ready for Pesach?’ is always answered with ‘no’. I can guarantee that I’m never ready for Pesach, there will always be one more thing I could have done, one more wipe of a cabinet, one more shopping trip, one more dish to prepare, one more SOMETHING. So, no, I’m never ready. I think I can also confidently answer the question about the heat with a resounding ‘yes’. Yes it is hot enough for me. I am not a heat loving person. Because I’m fair I have to stay out of the sun and you can’t solve the heat. When it’s cold you can always put on another layer but when it’s hot, well, there’s only so much you can take off. While we’re on the subject…the baby is due when it’s ready.
Phew, I feel so much better. Sorry for the rant but I have to release some nervous Pesach prep anxiety. So when I go home today I will try my best to see my house as my lovely home rather than seeing it as one, big, giant cookie box. I’m sure the holiday will be beautiful and I’m also sure that once Pesach is done, within the blink of an eye, it’ll be Pesach prep again.