|Ignore the balloons and concentrate on the vacuumed carpets|
Or like this:
|I don't know when our kitchen has ever been this clean ...|
Neat, tidy and probably even dog-hair-free. That's because if I know someone is headed over, I do my best to make sure the house is spotless. It's all about keeping up appearances, right? But, if you really want to know... I'll let you in on a little secret. I am a terrible (and I do mean terrible) housekeeper.
Each afternoon, usually around 3, my living room looks like this:
Yea, it's a little different, huh? I don't know what it is, but I swear I clean my kitchen and living spaces no less than 3 times a day and it still ends up looking like a disaster.
I start off every Sunday night with the intention of making this week "The One".The week where I keep everything neat and tidy from Monday to Friday. In theory, this would free up time on the weekends so we can do family activities. Activities that don't involve sorting through laundry, washing dishes, washing diapers, etc. Heck, I even made a checklist (and I think we all know how much I love a list, right?) of things to get done each day, ensuring no more than an hour each day gets spent on housework.
I thought surely, the Dollar Diet would lend a hand in this effort. I mean, if I'm not having to use time to spend money on things like
Inevitably, (mostly by Wednesday) I find myself overwhelmed at how disgusting my house gets, how high the laundry piles and how many teeny, tiny baby socks have to be matched and put away in their proper spots (Seriously, baby laundry is the root of all evil). So, instead of being a responsible adult and dealing with the clutter, I just panic and plan how I should attack it all. Notice I said plan, instead of clean.
I honestly don't know how other Mom's do it. I've been to their houses and they're SO CLEAN. Like, eat off the floor clean. It's almost all I can do to ensure that at the end of each day, Beatrice Kate (my first priority) is fed (ha!), semi-happy and isn't wearing a poop-filled diaper. I consider making the bed my single greatest domestic achievement everyday.
Dinner ready by the time Casey's home is questionable, at best. It usually doesn't get started until he's home and can
|Oh, did I make this mess? Whoopsies.|
So to all you moms out there who have your act together: Could you lend me a few tips? How do you do it all? Keep your baby entertianed, keep your houses clean, cook a wholesome dinner for your family??? 'Cause, I can't seem to swing it all. In the meantime, I'll be dealing with this little situation:
|Caught in the act.|