I’m a want-to-be organized slob. That’s just who I am.
I will spend hours organizing something and within a couple weeks (if that) it will be a mess again. Then I’ll fantasize about organizing it.
From the moment I found out that I might become a work at home mom, I daydreamed about my house always being so clean and tidy, dinner always being ready at 5 p.m. sharp, the dog always bathed, the kid always bathed… The list goes on and on.
But instead, here I am with an untidy house. I’m really not sure the last time I cleaned my bathroom sink and I couldn’t tell you the color of my living room carpet.
My child is currently in his room taking a nap and I just finished next week’s meal plan and grocery list (yes, I feel pretty good about that.)
I have a to-do list made up for today, but now I’m thinking “how many things and I really going to get crossed off this thing?”
- Dishes/Wipe kitchen counters
- Dust living room
- vacuum living room
- tidy clutter on end tables
- finish laundry
make meal plan/grocery list
- drop old phone off at the post office
- practice Sunday school story
One out of eight isn’t terrible… it’s not even noon yet.
I need another cup of coffee.