I have a friend who is very tidy. When I happen to call her at random times, she is almost always cleaning. Before she left on vacation last week she was spic and span cleaning her house top to bottom. I admire her energy. She told me once that she spent three hours ironing a few weeks ago. Um, an iron? I'm pretty sure I have one of those...somewhere. In many ways I want to be like her, minus the somewhat obsessive compulsive part. Her key to clean is "clean as you go." I'm working on it. Clean up breakfast right away. Put away toys right away. Empty the dishwasher right away. Make bed right away.
Tonight it feels like doing things "right away" is just making me tired and crazy because in reality many things don't happen "right away." It usually happens at about 10:30 at night when I'm just so tired and really feel like the house must be tidied before I get into bed. This week while my husband is on the swing shift I've been doing it all by myself. How does it seem to turn into an hour long project just to tidy up every night, especially when I do it every night? How do we accumulate so much stuff in one single day. My house has a very lived in feel right now. It's not crazy, but it certainly isn't organized and totally picked up.
As I was cleaning the kitchen I saw a spot of tomato sauce that I spilled and hadn't cleaned up earlier. Funny, I was just so tired and so frustrated that I seriously considered leaving it there just out of stubbornness.
More sleep and less complaining will help this cleaning and de-cluttering. Tomorrow is Mother's Day and I suspect I will wake up to my house halfway clean and wonder all over again how I train myself, my husband, and my children to be better about picking up after ourselves and solving the paper clutter problem.
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