I admit it. Sometimes I don’t make the bed, clean the floors, or dust. I barely even move the Cheerios over from the seat if I need to sit down on the couch rather than throwing them out. One thing you will find is that my bathroom is always clean.
Okay. 90% of the time anyway. You can sit on the seat and that’s the important thing.
Our home is never guest ready. There is just so much to be done.
It would be great if the kitchen table cleared itself and the laundry somehow made it to the hamper all of the time.
We could at least hide some of the toys scattered all over so it doesn’t look like Toys R Us farted in here and left all of their stock.
My hubby on the other hand, really could care less about any of this. I am not sure if he is waiting for a cleaning fairy or just for the kids to go to college and take their toys with them. The clutter and mess just don’t seem to bother him.
It kind of drives me crazy though. This is mostly when we are expecting people to visit. I admit that I can get a bit off my rocker when this happens. I like people to think that I am wonder woman when it comes to this stuff. It’s just not even close.
I clean when anyone is coming over. 5 minutes later before the guests arrive, it is destroyed.
We are just not type A people when it comes to having everything in order and looking a certain way.
My favorite is when the downstairs looks really tidy and clutter free. I think to myself how awesome this is until my 4 year old invites the guests upstairs…and they go.
Cover blown. Everything is EVERYWHERE!
We have gotten a cleaning service every now and then. They are like superheroes with mops and brooms. They achieve what this mere mortal mom cannot.
Yet, it still doesn’t last.
Pinterest has all of these cute little charts and calendars that divide up the responsibilities between spouses and kids to clean. That takes real effort. No thank you.
My mom said it is better to have a home that you really live in. She does tend to say this after cleaning my house of course. She just can’t help herself. This is the parent who always threatened to come in with a garbage bag if I didn’t clean my room to take everything away. It made me move…fast!
We are doing more little things each day to at least keep up appearances. Mostly when we remember to do them. Living in the suburbs, you really don’t want the neighbors to talk if they have stopped by and seen the real us. They already think we are crazy.
Then it hit me…I only need to clean a certain amount of days until my kids hit those ages. You know, the ones where we give them quarters and make them do all of the cleaning chores.
We better start saving the way we’re going.