I am no Martha Stewart. And I don't even pretend to be. But I need to face the grim reality here. My house is a mess. (This post is a thinking out loud post, and I apologise in advance for its erratic nature.)
I know I am not a bad mother. My family is well fed. I can stick to a budget. Every day I send the kids to school in clean clothing, on time and with homework done. But the truth is that our home is chaotic. I really really worry about what this is doing to my kids. I fret that they have not learnt to take good care of their belongings. I can't chastise them for it, because I am not a good example. I worry that the messiness adds to my brilliant but easily distracted son's attention issues. I shed tears that the clutter is paralysing my perfectionist daughter and adding to her worries. I hate that my darling husband, who works so hard every day to keep us comfortable comes home to an uncomfortable house, with a frazzled wife. I feel guilty about enjoying craft work while the piles all over the house keep growing.
I need a plan. I have tried Flylady, I have spent hours developing routines and schedules, but nothing has reall fit. I spend a couple of hours most mornings at the school, volunteering, and somehow that seems to throw me out for the day. I seem to have less energy than a lot of other people. I need regular breaks or I simply will not make it to the end of the day. So that's my problem. Truthfully, there are a whole bunch of emotional issues wrapped up in there too, perectionism, self doubt, and so on, but I am working on those already, and now I need to pull this home together and start living the life I think we deserve.
I am going to spend the rest of today rescuing the house ... fifteen minute blocks in each room until it's up to scratch, but while I do it, I am going to be thinking about how to get out of the emergency cleaning rut I am trapped in. Decluttering, organising and coming up with functional routines are my big goals for the rest of this year.
Any advice would be gladly welcomed!!