Well, that title doesn’t seem fitting, since I highly doubt the whole world will have an interest in the blog of one SAHM with a penchant for messiness and too many projects going all at the same time. However, since WordPress picked it, I’ll leave it.
Hello, world.
Today is day number nine thousand and eleven that I haven’t accomplished any of my major goals. Yes, that would mean that the last time I effectively crossed anything of my to-do list was when I was three, but that’s what happens when you’re always going, going, giong and thinking, thinking, thinking, rather than just taking five minutes out to sit down and do what you actually had planned. I’m not saying I haven’t accomplished anything at all within the past 24 years; indeed, I’ve done some things I didn’t think were possible, not the least of which include giving birth, getting (and staying) married, and making huge personal strides in my emotional and religious life. What I am saying is simply that the to-do list never happens. If I take the time to sit down and actually plan what my chores are for the day, they will be the things that never get done. A million and five other little jobs will pop up with seemingly impossible amounts of importance, and those get done; but not the ones I planned for.
A while ago I set a goal for myself that I would accomplish one major housekeeping goal daily. As you’ll see, I succeeded fairly well, and I did it by not making a to do list. Somewhere along the line I gave up on myspace and quit posting to the blog about my accomplishments, and somewhere along that line the accomplishments quit seeming as important, so they have certainly been fewer and farther between these days. Hopefully this new WordPress blog will solve that!
I’ve decided that what I need is a not a daily, weekly or monthly routine to keep this house in order (sorry, Flylady, your site is wonderful and your advice priceless, but useless, considering I don’t have time to brush my teeth twice a day, let alone spent hours writing out routines and sticking things in my control journal for my family to use if something ever happens to me. There are two things I have to say about this - one, if I had time to make organized lists, I’d have time to have an organized home. Two, if something ever DOES happen to me and I’m unable to clean house for weeks at a time, the likelyhood of any other adult living in this house even looking for something called a control journal with written instructions on how to clean this place, is about as ludacris as the thought of any of them actually cleaning it.) So, what I do need, are some new habits.
To backtrack a little, I do have routines that don’t need written down ’cause they are small, simple and extremely portable - I carry them around in my head. When I wake up for the day, I get dressed right away, which means being fully dressed, from bra to shoes, and even brushing my hair. (Well, some days I brush it. Other days I just look at it and cry and tighten the ponytail holder another notch to make sure nothing falls out and walk away from the mirror.) Anyway, about every other day, after I get dressed, I scrub my toilet with my ever-ready toilet brush, which I keep in a glass bowl full of water and the remnants of a nearly-full bottle of shampoo that isn’t fit to scrub even my dogs with. Yet, it is still soap, so it does still clean the toilet. I sometimes remember to slop some extra soapy water on the floor and scrub the bottom and front of the toilet as well. Every single day, I walk out to the washing machine and start a load of clothes. This is in no way a guarentee that said clothes will make it to the dryer; on the off-chance that they make it the dryer in a reasonable amount of time (reasonable meaning they don’t sit and get so smelly I have to wash them again the next day, which has been known to happen to me many, many times), there is next to no chance that they will get folded and put away. Tina’s family is easy to take care of, as they have laundry bins right in my laundry room; I just give their clothes a rough fold and toss them. Their socks go in seperate baskets so I don’t even have to match them. It’s mine, DH and DD’s clothes that are in complete disorder. I hate having clothes in dresser drawers where you can’t see what’s underneath the thing on top, so I hang up most of our stuff. Unfortunatly, I hate putting clothes on coathangers a lot too, which means that our clothes hang out in baskets and on my bedroom chair getting wrinkly and falling on the floor to be stepped on, picked up and thrown in the dirty clothes baskets again, without ever once being worn.
Besides the clothes, the next biggest mess in my house is the dishes. Yes, I have a dishwasher; no, it’s not some miraculous machine that leaps out, grabs all the dirty dishes in sight, scrubs them up and puts them away. I actually have to use it to make it work. And I hate unloading, scrubbing and reloading dishes. So, I only do them every other day or so, which is a dumb thing to do since by the time I force myself to get to them they are much grosser and twice as big piles, but whatever. I’m working on it.
So that covers my basic every-other-day rough routines. What I’m after isn’t covered in those though. I’m after bigger, better things.
I hereby promise to clean one mess in my home each day for the next thirty days. These messes do not include any of the afore mentioned items. Thank you for coming, you are now dismissed…
Hehehe, just kidding.
But seriously, I am going to tackle one non-routine mess every day for the next month and see how things go. I’ll post my progress here…but if you don’t see any…that means I’ve fallen short, and am hiding now.
To kick things off, tonight I cleaned my bathroom. And not just the toilet. I emptied cupboards and drawers and threw away a kitchen garbage bag full of junk I will never use again (do hair products mate under the sink when the door is shut and the babies come out wearing new labels? I didn’t realize I’d spent a fortune on hair stuff until tonight…) and found a new spot for the face towels. I even reorganized my makeup and (hold on to your seat) put it away in a drawer instead of out on the counter. The cherry on top of the whole thing is that even the new toilet paper rolls have a temporary home!
Tomorrow’s goals are the linen closet (or the place where things go in and never come back out, as I like to call it) and my bedroom closet (aka the home of the horribly ugly clothes I choose to wear because I’m getting fatter and am too stubborn to go shopping). I’ll let you know how it goes…if I make it out alive…
Thursday, February 21, 11:51 PM…
I didn’t edit this blog to include yesterday’s success ’cause it didn’t really feel like much of an accomplisment. Today’s did.
I took apart my linen closet and reorganized it. I would have taken pictures but sometime after yesterday’s photo and video craze, I misplace my camera. So, I’ll post ‘em in about a week to see how things have gone in that closet…lol.
I didn’t realize it, but the entire top shelf was full of old RX medicines as well as over the counter stuff that should have been in my medicine box in the kitchen a long time ago. I am now the proud owner of four bottles of half-gone cold medicine for kids and three gigantic bottles of Tylenol due to overbuying. Also, there were these huge, mega-sized bottles of vitamins and diet pills that my mother in law left for me; I don’t take either, so I decided they didn’t need to take up space in the closet anymore.
After I got rid of the stuff that shouldn’t be in there it was pretty simple. I refolded some of the stuff that had come undone in the shifting, set up a spot for my face towels (previously, we kept them in a pile on the counter or went without, using our sleeves to wipe off the extra toothpaste) and even found homes for the hot rollers, nail supplies and lighted mirror. There will be even more room tomorrow when I get the kids’ blankets out of the top shelf and put them up in Grace’s room (kids were sleeping in there tonight so it couldn’t be done). Anyway, I feel proud of it everytime I open the door to the linen closet, so I think it was a job well done. Oh yeah, I even left the floor under the last shelf empty so I have space to grow in. What a miracle, right?
Friday and Saturday, the 23rd and 24th
I walked into my bedroom at ten o’clock Friday night, set a timer for fifteen minutes, and went through the remaining clothes in my closet. I threw out a kitchen trash bag full and even cleaned out my belt rack, which was bulging with stuff that’s been on it for a year now, since we moved in and I hung it up.
Today, Saturday, did not go as planned. I was supposed to be up and out of here by 8:15 this morning, and for some reason, I just could not wake up. The alarm went off, DH tried to wake me, and all I did was mumble something about needing fifteen more minutes and roll over. I woke up at ten! So, we missed book study as well as gymnastics class, which is frustrating because that means I’ve missed two meetings this week and two gymnastics classes as well. But, I did get to snuggle Brooklynn and get a little bit of housework in - a load of laundry, emptied the dishwasher, and spent some more time readjusting the linen closet. I added some smelly soaps to the shelves to make it smell good.
So, altough Saturday wasn’t as productive as I’d hoped, I still managed to accomplish my goal, so I am somewhat content with life this morning as I head off to bed.
Sunday, Febraury 24th -
Today I cleaned and organized Gracie’s crayon box. That doesn’t sound like that big of a job, but it took well over an hour. I seperated all the colors (red, blue, orange and yellow, green, black, brown and white) into their own plastic sandwhich baggies so she could easily find the color she needs for schoolwork. It was a pain in the butt and if she doesn’t keep up with it, I’m going to cry, but at least it made Science a little quicker to get through and it was nice to sit in front of the tv and work.
Monday and Tuesday, the 25th and 26th
Yesterday I broke down and cleaned out my car. This wasn’t a whole detail-it-out clean out, which was extremely frustrating for me; to me, a job isn’t worth doing unless you do it well, and I didn’t feel that I was doing a good job by just throwing trash away and carrying things back into the house. But, today when we got in the car and went to town, I did feel a lot better about the car than I have in a long time. It was nice to not have to shove things out of the way to fit the carseats in. Tomorrow I plan on doing all the detail work, and tonight I had Frankie make some car mats out of the nice pieces of carpet we took out, so I’m going to get them scrubbed up and prepared before bed.
Also tonight, I am tacking my closet. Again, I forgot to take pictures, but I plan on doing it now that it’s 90% empty and again when it’s done. I just have to say, I have weeded through my clothes so many times I am down to maybe ten dresses, three pairs of good pants, a bunch of jammies and a handful of shirts I will actually wear in public. This takes up about a quarter of my closet. The rest of the junk in there belongs to my husband, who’s of the school of thought that you may need that teeshirt one day, or that wool jacket that is entirely too hot for California may come in handy once upon a time. He’s in for a shock when the closet gets put back together and his side is as small as mine…lol.
And a tip I’m using right now: If I’m not a thousand percent sure I want to get rid of something, I bag it up and take it to my sewing room. It goes into the pile (which stays pretty tidy, since everything is in bags) and I plan on getting rid of everything I haven’t looked for on June 1st. This way, I’m easing into the habit of throwing things out and don’t feel like I’m letting my mother in law down by actually throwing things away. Plus, I have plans to remake a lot of these items into a quilt, and figure that June is a good deadline. If I haven’t taken the garment apart and added it to my fabric stash by then, it’s a goner.
Well, off to finish!
Wednesday the 27th and Thursday the 28th
I don’t know how I forgot to post yesterday but whatever.
Okay, the truth is that yesterday was a pretty junky day. I babysat the kids and it was so pretty out that we played outside all afternoon instead of cleaning anything. I did, however, do one load of dishes and one load of laundry. Then, as I was heading to bed, I felt like such a loser for not sticking to my promise that I sat right down on the living room floor and arranged my bookshelf in the living room. It only took about eight minutes but it looks so much better, I can’t help but be proud of it, and when I went looking for a certain book I was able to find it, which is a miraculous occasion in my world! So, I feel like I met the goal of my challenge yesterday.
I know I met it today. Today I detailed my car out. I vacuumed, Armor Alled, scrubbed the carpets, 409′d the terrible spots. I even lifted up the backseats and cleaned under there! There’s not an inch of that car that didn’t get cleaned on the inside. I woulda washed the outside but I still don’t have a window so that didn’t seem like a brilliant move. When I was done, I febreezed the whole interior and tucked unused dryer sheets under each seat and in my visors, and it smells so good in there! I am really, really proud of that accomplishment.
On a personal note, tomorrow I have a really exciting appointment and can’t wait to see how it goes. I’ll keep you posted!
The appointment went better than I dared to dream, by the way.
So, I am walking away from the computer right now to go do some reorganizing in my sewing room (aka the room where things are thrown and never found again, or where people go to hide out for centuries without fear of being discovered). It is seriously awful in there, which means that it is even worse in my dining room, which is where my sewing projects explode when the sewing room is in inhabitable. Today’s non-to-do item is the sewing room.
I’ll let you know how many things get in the way and keep me from doing it.