Oh, there IS a point when it gets done. I do get sick of it. I get irritated when the horizontal space in my place is occupied by anything and everything and I can't put my hands on some miscellaneous item that you knew "was just here yesterday!" And, overall, my place is not a wreck. It is to me, and likely always will be as long as we have "stuff." But, it's not organized. By far, not organized. And, I do want it organized. I promise...just not enough to really get moving to do something about it. So, I hen-peck towards organization while a mini-tornadoes of new clutter and the cycle of laundry, dirty dishes, garbage creation and collection, dust settling continues to go on and on and on. In other words, I try to chip away at the mountain of foundational cleaning while I have to put down my tools and attack the normal maintenance things. And, far too often, I'm afraid, I just sit down and throw my hands up because it gets old. And, mentally, I've likely said that's "okay" to do - because there's always tomorrow.
Am I the only one like this? Am I the only one that once seemed to be orderly and have a well-planned day and then when the paycheck and accountability from that paycheck disappeared, I stopped "working." Oh, don't get me wrong. I understand that I shouldn't prioritize the housework over the child-rearing. I understand there's a limit to the worry over maintaining the house. But, I so struggle with the discipline aspect these days. I need structure and accountability. And, I'm not sure how to get that if mentally I can blow it off too easily. How do I rewire my brain to prioritize it appropriately so I don 't find myself wondering what I could or should be doing yet giving into a lazy mindset?
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