Yesterday morning I sat down and wrote half of a post. By last night, I had no intention of publishing it. It was written when my day was full of optimism and fun. If I had had a free hand last night to write a new post, it would have said, repeatedly, I just want to sit on the floor and cry.
It was just one of those days yesterday. Last night was no better.
I woke up today knowing that I had to let it go. The fact that we are in the processing of finishing all the unfinished crap in our home means there is shit everywhere. An air compressor and it's 50' of hose are sitting in my living room. There is a bucket of dry wall mud, a putty knife, two drills and three paint brushes in one window sill and a can of paint on a piece of scrap cardboard, the little can opener and the stick for stirring the paint sits on the counter beside the coffee pot. Another paint brush rests beside the bathroom sink. There are little piles of drywall dust that have been sanded off the wall and left to be swept up, on the floor along three different walls. I tried all day yesterday to get it cleaned up, but everyone else in this house had different plans for me. When I bitched about to Ang, she told me she had seen a sign on Pinterest that said 'cleaning your house while your kids are home, is like shoveling while it's still snowing' . Sadly, yesterday, that rang very true. I picked up the same fucking bag of ribbons somewhere around a million times. I was thisclose to throwing them away, but then I got smart and hid them. Every time I picked something up and put it away, Maizey waited until I was out of sight and took it out again. For real. Little turd.
Today, we stayed in our p.j's unreasonably late, we ate late breakfast, we only left the house for a quick coffee with Chelsea. There were an embarrassing number of Dora episodes watched and a few solid hours of sleep by some. And guess what? Most of the messes are cleaned up. The air compressor still sits and the paint isn't put away, but I will get there.
I let it go. And then it got done.
See, it's better not to get all stressy and cranky.
Oh Amy, I hear ya!!! No paint brushes or dry wall dust but LOTS of crumbs, muddy paw prints and piles of laundry. I let it go and there it at sits, waiting till I'm ready. We should have called each other for support last night because I spent 20 minutes crying in my bathroom. All a result of a lost cheque book among the piles of shit in my room. So I cleaned that part of the house before bed and today I sat and visited friends and drank coffee. Maybe tomorrow I'll try again. Enjoy your kiddos and your weekend. Show yourself patience... Much love, Shanon
ReplyDeleteYES! Thank you - I sometimes just need a reminder that it's not worth getting all worked up over. Glad you found your cheque book!
DeleteThanks Amy! It's nice to know I'm not the only one that this happens to and I often feel the same way. I usually cry about it and take a hiatus (of a few hours to a week or more) off that chore until I'm ready to tackle it later. Some days I just have to remind myself it's not a matter of life or death and it will still be there tomorrow...or the next day...or the next day. I figure that since things like laundry are never really done, does it matter if it gets done today or tomorrow if I just don't have the energy (physically or emotionally) to get to it?
ReplyDeleteYES! Laundry, never ending, so does it really matter?? I agree, it is nice to know that other people feel this way too!
DeleteThere is something so healing, so refreshing in staying way too long in pajamas, eating breakfast way too late and drinking coffee way past noon. We restored a Victorian home, with a baby and a newborn (even had a home birth) amid sheet rock dust everywhere and 113 year old floors that were always dirty. Now, we're stalled in a bedroom and garage and sewing room project. There's nails and tape and dry wall and wire everywhere. I get *this* because I get so over the *this* that is our ongoing mess of a home project. You'll get through it. Get outside, or even have a party in your driveway in your car. I have the kids watch a dvd while I knit and listen to an audio book when it's super rainy and I just need to get out. Dora works wonders on the productivity..xoxo
ReplyDeleteWow, good for you... some days I can't even manage to make lunch amidst the mess that is our working home, let alone a home birth!! Getting outside is always our go-to, but I have never thought of a car party... Maizey would LOVE that! Next rainy day, I'm all over it!
DeleteGreat post Amy!! I couldnt relate to you more...it just seems like a never ending mess some days!! Sometimes I think burning the house down, and starting over seems like a logical solution lol. :)
ReplyDeleteHahaha, Yes, some days that does feel logical!
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