Lord A’mighty, people. I have a confession for you. At this moment in time, I am a complete, utter, disaster with feet. It’s amazing I can find my feet with the way things are around here. I mean, seriously. LOOK at this mess!!…
Yes, I am ashamed to admit it, this is my house. Ok, parts of my house. The whole thing isn’t a shambles. I would really like for it to look like those happy showplaces, with a place for everything and everything in its place, but, alas, right now? I’m lucky to have a place for myself. Which is why the place is such a stinking mess – no place for anything to live.
So why am I telling you this? I don’t know. Desperation, maybe. I’ve been doing a lot of work on myself lately. I figure, I don’t have a payin’ gig, might as well make some decent use for my time, right? Anyway, part of that work includes facing some pretty tough truths. And one of them is that I’m a disaster at housekeeping. Oh, I keep the place “clean” enough – there is rarely any spoiled food, the countertops, table, bathrooms, etc., are clean. The dishes are done daily, garbage thrown out, that kind of stuff. But the clutter. Dear God, the clutter!!
I’ve gotten to the point where the clutter isn’t funny anymore. It used to be a quirky thing, “A clean house is like a museum. I like a little clutter.” Well, apparently, clutter has never met other clutter it doesn’t like. It’s like turning loose a pair of rabbits around here. It just keeps breeding. On top of the clutter, I have a large dog who sheds the equivalent of three Chihuahuas per day, and we live on a dirt road which I used to think was charming and Mayberry-like, but now I realize is just a nightmare to keep after. There is dust literally everywhere.
So this is my confession, and my step-up. Josh started school on Aug. 22, and now I’m tackling as many projects as I realistically can without making myself completely insane. It’s my goal to be pared WAY down by Christmas. I’d prefer Thanksgiving, so I have time before Christmas, but I’ve gotta be realistic, too.
Step 1 is to figure out where to start. I’ve got so many projects going at once… I have a ton to donate to Goodwill. Much of it, I had been saving to post on Ebay, but I never seem to get around to it, so I think I’m just going to donate it. I just don’t want it here any-freakin’-more.
Step 2 is to figure out *how* to start. I’m so riddled with ADD that I start a project and ten minutes into it (if I’m lucky), I’ve discovered six other things that need my attention and I go after them.
So, to help solve both of those problems, I’ve started creating a Household Organization Notebook. Lots of other people have done this, and it seems to help them. It’s a place to net together all the To-Do lists, the grocery lists, the meal plans, the cleaning plans, the chore lists, and everything else that goes with running a household, and keep it in one very accessible place. I’ve tried this in the past, but my perfectionism has always got in my way. So I’m trying to not be quite so perfectionist and a little more progress-oriented.
Wish me luck. Hopefully, I’ll have plenty more posts for you… but this time, ones that outline progress, rather than just a big hairy mess.
PS… if you don’t hear from me for a while, you might consider throwing a rope in a dragging me out.
PPS… if you’ve got any awesome organizing ideas, I’m happy to consider them. Pictures always help.