Cleanliness is next to Godliness, right? So I should be getting big time points for all this cleaning I’ve been doing, right?
I have never been been the most organized person in the world. Every time I run into my fifth grade teacher, she says, “I remember when I had to clean out your desk for you and it was such a pigsty!”
And when Sean and I shared a house with another couple for a while after we got married, I may have been scolded by a roommate once or twice about how long I waited to take out the trash.
This has never been something I have been proud of, but when I looked at the clothes waiting to be folded, piled on our dresser, it was always easiest to run away to do something else, somewhere else… quickly!
But now I am staying at home with the baby, not going to school, not working, and I have run out of excuses. I have discovered that my problem is not that I am not capable of being organized, but that if I’m going to be organized, then I want everything to be organized and that gets overwhelming fast. I have been struggling to learn how to be a good housewife (see post title) and mother and be satisfied with my work.
To be honest, the saying above kind of annoys me, because really, shouldn’t I be able to do both? But it also is a little alarming. It’s so cliche to say, but Justina is growing so fast my life is flashing before my eyes.
For now, I’m trying to keep the public areas of the house tidy on a regular/permanent basis, and working my way through the rest of the house organizing and purging as I can. We took two carloads of stuff to my parents house for a garage sale a couple of weeks ago, and it felt so good! I also keep reminding myself that my first duty is to be a mother to my daughter and stressing out about housework just isn’t worth it!