Well. Maybe THIS is what I need to get a DONE LIST to replace every one of my TO-DO LISTS.
Except for learning how to clean your house, I have no idea what this book is about. And no, that was not just a disjointed disclaimer. Or was it?
But since it was FREE (if I blogged about it) and my house is pretty much anything but clean and the subtitle says, "Have a Martha house the Mary way" and my blog subtitle talks something about Martha and Mary (you know, that Bible verse up there? Yeah. You know what I mean) and my house is pretty much anything but clean and I'm pretty much a Mary-wanna-be but stuck in a Martha mode and my house is anything but clean, I thought all 27 of those reasons were good enough to advertise this book on my blog despite the fact that I have yet to read it.
Okay. THAT was a disjointed disclaimer.
Ahem.
Have I mentioned my house is pretty much anything but clean?
I do supper dishes after 11:00pm.
I fold laundry only to put it in a basket and leave it there because that's the exact amount of time I have to do laundry.
I clean my bathroom because government officials would start making visits to my house if I let the bathroom go one more
I mop the kitchen floor only because the dog was sick all over it.
I don't take pregnancy tests because not puking while mopping up a kitchen floor that had a sick dog on it proves that I am not pregnant.
(okay, that last reason was random.)
I have never scrubbed my diningroom floor. Ever. My MIL did it once when she was visiting. That was 4 months ago though. So I guess it's time.
I still haven't written all my "Thank You" cards for people who so kindly shared gifts with us when Korynne was born. I've only written 2. Oh wait. Make that 3 thank you cards successfully written. That dining room floor that got scrubbed once? Yeah....
I only scrub the shower after I bathe the dog anymore.
I've only bathed our 4 year old dog once.
I grow science experiments in my fridge.
As if I didn't have enough laundry to do, I decided to cloth diaper my baby. Which has been a wonderful choice. Actually. I'll tell you about that later. Maybe. IF I get my to-do list done....
And last but not least, I NEVER blog. Ever. Anymore. At all.
So maybe if I had a clean house, I'd have more time. To blog and write thank you's and stuff.
I'm the type of person that if you dropped in on me and my house was a mess, I wouldn't be able to sit and casually visit until I at least got the living room picked up. But since I know that might make my guest feel bad for stopping in unannounced, I ignore the impulse to tidy the room. And then with all the courage and strength and will power that I have left after 4 natural and unmedicated child births (please don't ask why I did that), I force myself to SIT. But I HATE sitting when the room I'm sitting in that I'm responsible for, is a mess.
I would love to be able to relax and be stress free in a messy house that's mine. I pray that God would make me content with clutter and messes. But He refuses to answer my prayers in this department.
So I guess I'm gonna give THIS book a try. You should check it out too. :)
1 comment:
Courtney, imagine a 25-30 year "time warp". The kids are all "growed" up. You can get your house as squeaky clean as you like, and then be content not to scrub a floor, dust or vacuum for as long as you like. It is an oxymoron. ("Oxy" is for the cleaning part, and "moron" stands for "cleanies" who change perspective as they get older. I would love to have you and your kids "drop in"--take me as I am. : )
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