So thankful for my daily checklist on days like today. It helps me keep my priorities in line. I’m starting to freak out a little over how much I need to do before the bug man comes on Monday, and pre-daily-checklist, I would have let that be an excuse to ignore the kitchen, bathrooms, whatever.
Whenever I get delusional that I’ve gotten pretty far on this Journey to Clean, I need to schedule the bug man. Cuz’ really, when I start seeing things through his (or maybe her?) eyes, they look much different.
I even braved the playroom this morning. The very scary playroom which I generally pretend doesn’t exist. I set the timer for 20 minutes, since everything in me was resisting working in there, but then went an extra 5 minutes after I saw how much of a difference the 20 minutes made.
Really? 20 minutes? If I could devote even 5 minutes a WEEK to cleaning that room, I wonder what kind of a difference it would make?
And I’m exhausted. I exercised this morning, cleaned bathrooms, did the normal daily stuff, and then tackled the boys’ closet and the playroom. I just took a Benedryl after breathing in all of that dust, and now can barely keep my eyes open to type.
Hope this was coherent.