Cleaning. A most ironically dirty word. I have much more important things to do, and yet the urgency of having a clean house trumps most of those other things.
Over the years I have relaxed a bit with my obsessiveness; however, I still get a suffocating feeling in my chest if I walk in to a huge mess.
Some things are easier to overlook than others: I feel much better in the morning if my kitchen is cleaned the night before. Although it would be nice and ideal if the toys are put away every night, if I have to choose something to leave out it's usually a toy.
And with 3 kids, a husband who travels, a part-time job, and various other responsibilities, it is overwhelming and paralyzing to try to plan a chunk of time to clean.
And so I maintain.
Now, maintaining, at first glimpse, seems like cleaning non-stop. But it isn't. It is much more effort to clean a dirty bathroom than to keep a clean bathroom clean.
Although I have a cleaning schedule, it is really my way of maintaining a clean space. And it happens whenever I have a spare moment. Which is hard to predict in my life with a 2-year-old.
Quick touch ups for a couple minutes at a time, in the spirit of fly lady.
Seriously, what do you do?
- I wipe out the bathroom sink with a rag every evening when I take out my contacts
- I sweep the kitchen dirt into a corner while I am cooking dinner (I leave the broom over the pile to remind me to finish the job)
- I rinse the dishes as soon as they are done being used, to avoid dried on goop that must be scrubbed
- I pour toilet bowl cleaner into the toilets at night, swish it around with a brush, but leave it soaking all night long
- I pick up the toys 3 times a day. Some say waste because they'll get pulled out again; I say it keeps things manageable and keeps The Girl interested in the few toys we have. She also helps me as much as she can.
But really, this isn't a cleaning blog or post. It's a simple life blog and a stress-relieving post. Doesn't that sound like something we all want?