Once upon a time, I was a tidy person. Back in the day when I had only myself to clean up after, I lived a fairly mess-free existence. And then along came a husband and two children and life became very busy and very messy. Instead of just tidying up after myself, I had three other people creating a mess and frequently it was just me cleaning it up afterwards.
More mess and less time to clean – it’s not the best combination in the world. That small window of “me time” seems too precious to fill with house cleaning – I’d rather focus on the essentials in the day and use that time for myself to relax instead. Once in a while though, that window of me time sees me giving the house a more thorough clean. Usually it’s not just because it really needs cleaning though. These are my real reasons why I’m cleaning my house:
1) I have friends and/or family coming over to visit and I want them to think that my house is always this clean.
2) I’m taking a photo to share on Instagram/my blog and don’t want my followers to see the clutter in the background.
3) I’ve arranged a playdate so that another child can come and help my children make my house messy again.
4) I’m trying to put off doing that really important task that’s sitting right at the top of my to-do list.
5) I’ve lost something in the mess mountain and I need to find it urgently.
6) It’s first thing on a Monday morning/the start of a new month/new year and I’ve just made a resolution to myself that I will keep on top of the clutter. If I’m still feeling enthusiastic and motivation about it tomorrow, it will be nothing short of a miracle though.
7) I’ve just done a big spring-clean (for one of the other reasons previously specified) and I’m still in that ‘isn’t-it-nice-to-have-a-clean-and-tidy-house-let’s-keep-it-this-way’ phase
Of course, my house is clean and tidy really. Well, clean enough. Just don’t look in the cupboards or too closely at the skirting boards, okay?