Do you love cleaning? If you do, then, you don’t have to read this blog post!
Actually, could you read it and then comment below so we can all learn from you?
I was a slob growing up. My mom would do this annual super clean of my toy-strewned room and I would be so happy in it for like two weeks. But, then, it would be right back where I found it…naked Barbies on the floor, markers uncapped in a pile, Strawberry Shortcake and Smurfs mixed in with dirty clothes.
Honestly I never learned to clean up after myself and be a good steward of my belongings. So, therefore I did not respect them or treat them well. This also was true of myself – my own self esteem and feelings about my body and my outward appearance – but that’s another post for another day.
When I grew up a little I shared a home with three other single women. I had my own bedroom and guess what – it was a mess most of the time. I would clean it every few months from top to bottom.
Then, I got married and we had the cutest little apartment. And the same thing would happen. Mess then major clean then a slow return to mess.
We have been in our 1,900 sq. ft. home for about fourteen years now, and with the addition of three precious, but highly imaginative boys, the mess has quintupled! With each birthday and holiday, more stuff.
And I still haven’t learned to keep things clean, regularly.
Can anyone relate?
Part of the problem has to do with my personality type. Highly visual and creative/artistic. I like for everything to be visible.
Also, when I put things away, I forget about them (Is that mommy brain??)
So, for the last two years I have been reading and seeking input on how to maintain my home. I have talked to some amazing people – professional organizers, authors and psychologists. But, not much has changed in my daily routine.
I like to live in my space – but not maintain my space.
The first thing I have attempted to do is declutter. I have so much extra stuff in my house, that when I look at a room, it is overwhelming in colors, shapes, sizes, styles, you name it.
For the past two years I have made a total of seven trips to Savers to donate bags and bags of toys, clothes, decor, and more. Honestly, it feels SO good to donate. It also feels SO good to see it leave my house. I have also bagged and trashed a ton of what I would call “junk,” although my son hates that word because sometimes I apply it to his toys, ha ha.
So, step one: DECLUTTER
Here’s my motivation: