Ugh.
This slob-problem gets me so unbelievably frustrated sometimes.
Here on the blog, I’ve decided to face the problem head-on. Calling myself a slob, admitting when lame excuses are . . . . well . . . lame, being totally honest with myself about how my brain does and doesn’t function.
But even though I have accepted that I am a slob, and am willing to roll my eyes at myself, find the humor, and hopefully make my readers laugh on occasion . . . I’d really rather not be a slob.
Motivated by the fact that the bug man is coming tomorrow morning, I did my final go-around-the-house-and-look-realistically-at-the-too-many-piles-shoved-into-corners.
I felt hopeless.
Really? I’ve been working on this deslobification process for a year now, and I have soooooo far to go. I get frustrated that something that should be as easy as a quick pick-up session for a normal person has taken me a week, just to get to “good enough.”
Blech.
I know I’ll get there. Another year of work, and maybe an event like this won’t be such a big deal.
I hope so.
Although our journeys are a little different – this is the part of your blog I relate to the most – the frustration. The want and desire to change, the skills to change….
I wish I had a nugget of advice that would help – you, me and anyone else but all I can say is hang in there, and keep putting one foot in front of the other – don't give up!
I can so feel your pain. I swear your blog is my life. I have the same fears and issues.
I will be honest, you blog has inspired me to work on my own house. I tackled 1/2 of my bedroom this afternoon. Just that little bit was enough to spur me on.
Don't give up and keep up the great work. Some of us out here look to your posts for inspiration.
I don't think a day goes by where I don't wish I was a better housekeeper. It's funny how it comes so naturally to some and so horribly not to others, huh? Hopefully there's hope for both of us!
Thanks for that, I've been feeling the same way all weekend. My in-laws came over for a BBQ and although the work I've done in the last week shows, it's far from perfect. My MIL is very sweet and usually does all she can to help me, but it is extremely frustrating. On a happier note…I tackled the worst room in the house last night and it is about 1/2 done. My husband could not believe it. It has gotten so bad you could only walk in about 3 feet into the room and the rest was full of junk. Now all the "stuff" is organized and it feels much calmer. If it had not been for your blog I probably would not have even started so keep it up.
I understand too. I'm sitting in the middle of a mess of stuff and wondering how it got this way…
Hang in there! You're doing great. Odds are things are better than a year ago, but because you have new eyes, it seems just as bad.
Think of where you were a year ago… You've come sooooo far! (I've been reading through your archives recently. You know…When I SHOULD be working on my own de-junkification.) You are so inspiring, Nony. Even if you don't feel like you are. I've picked up some really good tips from you that are helping me and my husband on our own journey out of the mess.
Thanks for your honesty. And thanks so much for sharing your life and progress with us.
Hugs and prayers. Mt slob Tendencies are frustrating & annoying. But I will tell you what our plumber said that really helped. "No matter how bad you think your house is I have seen 100 times worse. You are attempting to keep things in order. Some people don't even try or care."
Me too. I have a few more years practice on you. Trying to make new habits, regular ones such as putting things away – finishing a job. I gave up on trying to tidy before the pest man came and git him in. Cleaning that up, the aftermath will form part of my my steps to clear and easy. I have the same reaction to visitors too.
For me it’s not really the process. I get in the groove and clean a room no problem. It’s the six kids that come home and ruin all my progress in a single swoop. Then I don’t feel like doing anything and feel depressed. Or its the family that are so much better at being consistent with cleaning that I feel very very beneath them. I know I shouldn’t take their stares or comments to heart but it’s hard. Especially when they dont visit because you are not up to their standards. And my house is not dirty compared to some, It’s lived in, but some people are obsessive and i refuse to be cleaning when I can spend time with my husband and kids.
I know there’s a lot of time between when you wrote this, and when I’m reading this. But you’re doing a lot of good for others in your honesty. My house if usually uncluttered enough, but I still find in places I never would have thought to look before. I spent part of this morning scrubbing my dining room chairs from the accumulated fingerprints. It’s encouraging to me to have someone going through the process with me, as it were.