Monday, April 16, 2012
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What Did You Accomplish Today? |
I woke up around 5:30 as I typically do, smothered by Hubby's goodbye kiss/hug, rolled over and snoozed until 8. I laid in bed for a minute or two, debating whether or not I actually wanted to get up this morning, until I finally talked myself into it. Not only was I out of bed relatively early on a Monday morning, but I also had a cup of coffee in hand within minutes - and it wasn't even 8:15 yet! I was really on a roll. Next stop, the lap top, but this time my school work would have to take a number - I wasn't hitting the books. As driven as I was, my aim was on an entirely different goal: housework. Really, who wakes up early on a Monday morning just raring to go do housework? I swore I must have eaten something a teeny bit off last night as I found myself Googling detailed house cleaning lists. After I'd printed off my lists, I printed off a weekly calendar to schedule in which rooms I would be tackling per day. Here's how it worked out:
Monday: Wash laundry, fold, put away; clean laundry room; clean master bath and spare bath.
Tuesday: Grocery day, collect garbage.
Wednesday: Clean the kitchen, dining area, and living room.
Thursday: Clean the front entrance and the back patio.
Friday: Clean the master and spare bedroom, clean my office, and collect the garbage.
In case you were wondering, I am not messing around with this stuff! I am down to business and that is no lie. I have typically been a fairly organized person, but when it comes to my room, the apartment Hubby and I used to live in, and now our house - housework really overwhelms me. I hate cleaning because it literally eats up the entire day. Especially "organizing" or "decluttering"...what a joke; by the time I get everything pulled out and have weeded through what I do and don't want anymore, I'm ready to move on and be done. Needless to say, I end up leaving everything out, telling myself "I'll come back to it later." Never do. Ends up being a death pit obstacle course, my lonely belongings anxiously awaiting the day when they will be tucked away back in their rightful place once again. But I'm sick of it. Who wants to live that way? Who wants to come home after a day of work (flipping it to Hubby's shoes...are you following? ;-P) and smell a stinky, beyond rank garbage disposal the minute they step foot in the kitchen? Who wants to see a hamper full of dirty, raunchy smelling socks? Who wants to have to try to make their bed by means of some odd maneuver since they are already laying in the bed and ready to just be sleeping already?? Absolutely, positively no one! It was time for a change and I am sticking with it this time, guys - hold me accountable!
So after printing out my cleaning lists this morning, I got straight to it: Got the first load of laundry started and began cleaning the laundry room top to bottom (quite literally!). Between moving my laundry loads from the washer into the dryer and from the dryer into a laundry basket (all nicely folded, mind you) I started to tackle the bathrooms. I scrubbed down the counter tops, shined the sinks, bleached the tub and shower, swept and mopped, bleached the toilet seat and outside of the bowl, and disinfected all of the handles, door knobs, and light switches I could find. And I felt fulfilled! I felt accomplished and happy - like something deep down inside of me that couldn't be completely at rest until everything was in tip top shape had finally just disappeared and I could focus 100% on school (for once!) Thinking I'd spent the entire day cleaning, I hesitantly glanced at my phone - it was only 12:00, which meant I still had a good 4 hours to devote to school work before Hubby came home...probably more time than I typically spend doing school work when I'm sitting in front of my laptop all day (stinkin' distractions...). So I did school work. And I stayed focused. And I felt like a rockstar - heck, I still feel like a rockstar. Sure, only 3 of my rooms are completely sqeaky clean but if I keep this up, my house will be sparkling by the end of the week.
This dreaded, daunting, frequently dodged, and downright avoided act in my life has become something that I am enjoying. Is it completely wrong? Someone please knock some sense back into me - I can barely believe the words that I am typing right now! There is just some sort of peace that comes from knowing that everything is clean, disinfected, and in it's rightful place...anybody with me? Rather than trying to completely clean the entire house in one day's time, breaking it up by rooms and giving it your all for a short amount of time really makes cleaning more tolerable and doesn't exhaust you to the point where you just want to crash and be done with it (ingraining that negative association into your mind - that "cleaning" is the devil's handiwork). If you just take it one room at a time rather than overwhelming yourself with thoughts of all of the rooms conjoined and, on top of that, all of the work that you have yet to complete, it's a lot easier to really put that extra elbow grease into scrubbing your shower and that extra few minutes into perfectly aligning your toilet paper stockpile...or maybe that's just my OCD kicking in...but you get my point.
On a completely different note, I just had to brag that tonight was my first official reposting of Diezel's ears on my own...well, not under the supervision of a vet and only with Hubby's "help" of stuffing Diezel to the brim with bacony puppy treats, and it went really well! D got so many treats that he wouldn't even go near his dinner ;-P But I am happy to announce that his ears are still standing on their own (after we took down his old posts) and looking absolutely great - he is such a handsome boy!
Yes, he enjoys stealing Grizzly's mousey toys...I'm so scared he's going to choke on them so I put them up. He somehow always super sleuths out another one though, the little stinker.
So what did you accomplish this Monday? What do you hope to accomplish this week?
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My goodness girl. You should come to my apartment. I'm having a hell of a hard time keeping it clean. :/ I will definitely be adopting this plan when we move though! That's for sure.
ReplyDeleteOh and I think dogs just KNOW where there are toys hidden. I ask P where his ball is and he always knows where the most recent, freshest one is.
Wow, I felt good that I cleaned my baby's crib mattress and cooked dinner in a day until I read your post! :)
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