I’m still in my jammies, because it’s been a busy morning. Not run-around-town busy, just oh-my-I-have-so-much-to-do-at-home-and-you-want-me-to-add-what? busy.
I was blessed to be able to help someone out by editing an article for them. An article with a deadline of . . . today. Which meant that I had to turn on the computer before my after-lunch rule. Seriously, I canNOT keep myself from checking twitter, facebook, comments, blog stats, etc if the computer is on.
Hence, my rule.
Anyway, I was determined to still get done what I needed to do. The beauty/horror of the weekly task thing is that I know it’s time to clean the bathrooms. No more blissful unawareness of the last time I cleaned them.
Blissful awareness that turns to dread as I start to realize that the last cleaning coincided with the last MIL visit. Which was the last birthday party, which was . . . ummm . . . a while ago.
But, knowing that Tuesday is Bathroom Cleaning Day means that it actually registers in my slob-brain that I didn’t clean them last Tuesday. Which means it’s been two weeks. And I seem to recall that on the Tuesday before that I did a quick clean. Which means, it’s really been three weeks. And I then acknowledge that I can’t remember the last time I gave them a thorough-hands-and-knees-get-out-the-mop kind of cleaning.
Wow, this is wordy for a quick daily checklist post.
Anyway, today I:
Made bed.
Loaded dishwasher (yes, this means that I forgot to run it last night, grrrr.)
Ran dishwasher.
Cleaned kitchen. Ish.
Did a 5 minute pick-up.
Cleaned bathrooms. This included removing my shower curtain, which my children seem to appreciate more for its face-wiping qualities than for its beauty, and washing it. Since I was washing that, I also washed my don’t-need-it-desperately-yet-but-why-not bathroom rugs, and the mop head from my lovely Libman Wonder Mop.
How’s your day going?
I recently discovered the merits of the weekly task list. Ironically, it made sense that Monday was "wash day" (laundry). One thing I really like about it is it gives me permission NOT to do every household chore that is hanging over my head, and just focus on one area.
Oh Liz! Yes! That's the concept that has freed me so much in this process. Before, the guilt was ALWAYS there, and kept me from accomplishing much.