This week I feel like I have cleaning ADD… Ok maybe it’s not
just this week ( realistically it has probably been my whole life) but I feel
like I self-diagnosed my cleaning ADD this week… so that is progress? I have
good intentions… I want the dishes to be done, the floor to be mopped, things
to be tidy…. But even when you have good intentions, execution is another
matter.
I find my biggest hurdle, is that a large part of my job is
cleaning up messes. I find myself at 10:30PM making sure floors are swept,
trash is emptied, rentals stacked, dishes done…. And when I come home, the last
thing I want to do is clean up my own messes. Maybe I need an event coordinator
(or a house-keeper) to make sure my kitchen is ready to go for the next big
thing. AKA dinner.
My good intentions always start out by saying “well if I can
just get one room clean…” and then I start working on that one room, and find
an out of place item, go to put it away, and then get sucked into another room,
and start cleaning there…. Leaving my entire house, partially cleaned, but no
one room completely organized and clutter free. Welcome to the chaos.
I have been trying to be better recently, though… once I
started seriously looking for a dog, I began to realize that my house would
need a serious cleaning overhaul/ puppy proofing… Though I’m still up in the
air about getting a dog, I figure I really do need to start picking things up
off the floor… the last thing I want is to be frantically picking up my entire
house the night before I enter into “motherhood” (did I mention that if I get
the dog, I will be picking him up the day after I get back from vacation, after
I have worked a 12 hour event day? )
There are chores I don’t mind doing, like cleaning the bathroom,
mopping the floor, weeding the garden. But when it comes to things like dishes,
and folding laundry, I tend to do them begrudgingly. And unless I plan on
eating take-out everyday, and buying new underwear every three weeks, I really
don’t see a way around these two chores. There will always be dishes to do, and
laundry to fold… and I doubt my bulldog is going to be of much help.
My mother’s house is very tidy, as is my brother’s (but that
is all his wife’s doing). I just don’t have the personality. Yes, I like things
to be clean, but if something comes up after I make dinner, and the dishes aren’t
done, I have no problem leaving them until the next day, where-as my mother had
this compulsion to do them immediately. She cannot/will not do anything else
until the kitchen is back in it’s rightful state of cleanliness. I somehow didn’t
get that gene, and I often wonder if the person I end up settling down with
will have some of those qualities…. Or will we just be a messy disaster of a
couple? I like to think not. I like to think that the universe will work out in
such a way that I will end up with someone who loves doing dishes, and folding
laundry (please!)
Of course, everyone has a point of no-return, and I find
that I usually hit mine when I’m already running 10 minutes late, and yet feel
as though I will not be able to function unless I stop what I’m doing and clean
up whatever particular thing is bothering me…. I know, if I just did the dishes
after EVERY meal, folded the laundry as soon as it came out of the dryer, put
my clothes away after they were folded…. It wouldn’t pile up…. (seriously, I
will fail as a house-wife… but I am a good cook, and I like baseball, and I
will have a bulldog…. So I’m banking on the fact that my sparkling personality and
these qualities will outshine the fact that I don’t have the domestic gene)
Speaking of which... there are 2 loads of laundry that need to be folded, and I should probably get on that...