I've heard it said many times that it is almost inevitable that we become our parents. In some ways, I hope so. Our house was clean and (with the exception of that one bit of the basement) organized, and yet it still always felt like people lived there. Now, unless I'm a squib born to magical parents, this should be within my capabilities, right? I never did get a Hogwarts letter though....maybe they just hid their abilities, so I wouldn't feel badly....
In any case, we work with what we have and who we are. Right now, I'm a perfectionist who feels awkward letting most people my mess - either physical or emotional. I'm working on both of those areas in very different ways.....sharing my emotional mess and cleaning up the physical one. Slow and steady progress is being made in each area.
Current goals:
1. Keep kitchen cleaned on a daily basis to make it easier to make healthy meals.
2. Keep bathroom cleaned, so I don't worry that guests might want to use it.
3. Stay on top of the piles of laundry, so there are always clean clothes in the drawers.
I know. Pretty basic goals. I'm not going to ever be Martha Stewart having some creepily perfect home. I just want to be able to invite any of you over for a cup of tea or coffee and not worry about having to keep every single door closed because stuff just got tossed out of sight.
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