Kind of an icky day.
Rainy outside.
Hormones are playing havoc with my energy levels.
Have a huge project for my dad’s birthday party hanging over my head.
Ultra-frustrating issues with school stuff.
Didn’t want to do anything.
BUT, I did.
I’m enjoying that the house still looks really good (at least the three main rooms), so I did the 5 minute maintenance pickup, including a plastic cup from last Saturday’s party that someone put on a bookshelf. I saw it at least a day ago, but for some reason just picked it up today.
Made bed.
Checked the bathroom floors for clutter.
Cleaned the kitchen this morning before breakfast, and then went in a few minutes ago and wiped things down and swept.
And although I feel like crawling under the covers on this gray day, I must now go pick up kids.
A friend sent me to your blog after my honesty about my home left me in tears. I have felt like a total failure for most of my life in this area. I have had good days and I think even once a couple good months, but over all I fail. I have ADD and back in January gave myself a deadline to have some routines in place or I was going to talk to my doctor about getting back on meds. I have never been medicated as an adult, but as a child I hated it. I felt like a stranger in my own mind. But that feeling at this point seems like a better choice than to continue with how I’m living. I have a month before my self imposed deadline. Maybe this month I can add a couple non negotiable items to my day. Maybe that will bring some hope to what feels like a desperate situation.
I actually started this post with the intent to say today I’m sick, running a fevet hard to breathe feeling like I got hit by a truck sick…and I don’t want to do anything….but my kitchen is trashed and Im hungry. So, I move dishes to get to the sink until I’m worn out. Then I come read a couple entries in your blog. Then I move a couple more dishes. So, even though its a sunny day here, it feels gloomy but I’m making a choice to do it anyway.
You can do this, Amanda!!! And welcome!
Hang in there Amanda. One day at a time. That’s what I have to tell myself. Maybe we could encourage one another. I’ve been a slob my whole life. I grew up in a home that was only cleaned when company was coming. Mom worked full time and had four kids. I don’t know how she survived much less cleaned house. I never knew you could do a little every day to maintain a home. Who knew? I’m on a huge learning curve! I don’t notice a mess until it’s too overwhelming to even think about cleaning.
I hope tomorrow is better for you.
I’m headed out of town this weekend but plan to start Monday morning learning and implementing one little habit at a time. I want my home to be a sanctuary for my little ones and hubby – and for me too!
Dana, thank you thank you for this blog. I like that you break even small tasks into smaller ones until they become habit. I guess I never realized I could give myself permission to do that and not feel like a failure. Thank you.
Amanda-I can COMPLETELY relate. I’ve been ADHD since grade 3 (well before it was “cool” to be on Ritalin”). I blame that drug for a lot that’s wrong in my head as an adult honestly; my memory, mood swings among the top two. We moved July 2013. January 2014 I had an entire room of boxes (my room, by the way) that were still untouched from the move. My husband “helpingly” moved them all into the dining room so I had to deal with them and the majority of them are sorted through, or are in the shed…However, there is still 1 wall in the living room (up to the windowsill height so they’re not visable outside, nor from the other room…) waiting for my attention. I too, gave myself deadlines only to watch them pass by. It’s just plum hard to find time to devote to this-there’s so many other “fun” things I could be doing…or I get distracted. Speaking of which, back on track: Amanda, I *really* hope that you have received the guidance and inspiration you needed to stay drug free!! 😀