June Cleaver, I ain't (anymore, I used to be so good).You know, I really do try to keep my house clean - when my house and workspace are clean, I feel better organized and even a little more motivated. However, ever since I had Patrick in January, things just seem to have fallen apart a bit in the housekeeping department - it's just so hard to get to all of it! And shoot, it's gotten worse ever since I went back to work.
Yes, I do work at home so ostensibly I could get some housework done during the day, but I really do try to spend my time during the day WORKING. Well, OK... at my computer, at least, so that if anyone emails me something important, I can respond to it quickly. :) As many of you know, much of this time is spent Facebooking, uploading pictures of my dog/baby/husband/house/vacations/etc. to my blog, and emailing with friends. But AGAIN, I am at least "available" for work, if something comes up. haha And then at 4:45 when I wrap up for the day to pick up the baby, it's time to feed/play/bathe/put him down for the night, start dinner, eat dinner, clean up from dinner, and by the time all that is over (around 8:00 p.m.) I'm usually just ready for a glass of wine and some quality time with the hubby and our DVR, followed by an early bedtime. (Rinse, lather, and repeat the next day, ad infinitum.)
So anyway, the aforementioned corporate gig has really put a dent in my housekeeping abilities lately. Right now, my bedroom looks like my dresser threw up all over the room. It's horrible! I don't even know how my husband can deal with it (he told me last night he's "getting used to it", eek). Please keep in mind that the bathtub where my baby bathes has been freshly scrubbed with non-toxic, all-natural cleaner and the vanity in the bathroom has been scrubbed, the toilets are swished, carpets are vacuumed (toilets and vacuuming courtesy of hubby) and the kitchen stays wiped down and mostly sanitized, so we're not living in squalor, or anything, but there is just STUFF. EVERYWHERE.
Right now, I have 3 laundry baskets of clothes to fold, plus one more load that's waiting in the dryer (only because I'm out of baskets) and one more in the washer, waiting to go to the dryer (I need to find somewhere to deposit that fourth load, shoot), and honestly... I'm not sure when I'm going to get to folding it. I was going to do it last weekend, but I got sick... but it's always something. I literally have stuff to fold that went into the washer before we left for San Diego! This is getting OUT. OF. CONTROL. Maybe tonight I'll hunker down with a stiff cocktail and knock it out. (Yeah, right... maybe the cocktail, 86 the folding.)
Our landlords are about to put the house on the market, so I am going to have people walking through the house unexpectedly on any given day. You know what that means? That means that I need to get my butt in gear and get and keep this house in SHAPE, because I need to help the house present nicely, so it'll sell quickly and efficiently. I have watched a lot of those "Designed to Sell" shows on HGTV lately and a messy house really does prevent houses from selling, so I need to do my best to help keep things looking nice. I guess I'll start with folding all those mountains of laundry. Then maybe I'll unpack from San Diego... we did get back TEN days ago, so perhaps it's time. (Good lord!)
And obviously, I have the energy to blog about cleaning, but not the motivation to actually clean. This is a problem that I must address. Maybe tomorrow... or the next day... right after I start that diet.
Love, Mer
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