My daily checklist posts have been random to non-existent lately.
It’s not that I’m not doing anything. I’m just not doing everything. In the midst of summer fun, one surface cleared or one item of trash thrown away feels like a huge accomplishment, so my brain is censoring any nagging guilt over all the things I’m not doing.
Of course, when I write a checklist post, I’m reminded of all those pesky details that I’ve skipped over. Hence the beauty of my “blogging as a form of accountability” concept.
Cleaned kitchen. (What? No applause?)
Prepped bathrooms for kids to clean, and gave in to 4yo who desperately wanted to clean one of the bigger bathrooms. Drew names to see which boy got to do the half-bath that is usually hers, and then cleaned the bathroom with her.
Spraying vinegar/water mixture everywhere? She’s really good at that. Seeing large items of clothing on the floor that need to be picked up? Not so much.
My first answer to her when she wanted a bigger job was to say “no.” The half-bath is just her size, doesn’t get as dirty as the constantly used other bathrooms, and gets more between-Tuesday-cleanings since it’s our guest bathroom and I wipe it down whenever we know people are coming over.
However, if she wants a bigger job, and we can do it together . . . I hate to squelch that.
But then I find myself struggling between “helping” her to see that this is a big and serious job, and not wanting it to be such a horrible experience that she never wants to do it again (ever . . . in her whole life).
(Realizing at this point how lame my daily checklist is.)
Oh! And last night . . . I actually remembered to have the kids pick up the living room before they went to bed! Such a simple concept, but so out of my normal thought processes.--Nony