i consider myself a non-neat, unorganized person. for example, i am currently still tossing my clothes in a pile on top of my suitcase (which is half full) from a trip i took a month ago... Add this to a toddler who won't let me get rid of anything and a baby who wants to be held all the time... conclusion- it is a difficult task for me to keep and therefore to live in a clean and tidy home.
and yet, i try. and try. and try. for at least the first few months of every year. and here we are, still in feb; so here i am, still obsessing over what my house could look like if only i could clean and organize it.
here is a small snapshot of what i am dealing with: currently on my nightstand are all the standards: a clock, a baby monitor, a lamp and a charging cell phone; the non-standards: a pair of earrings, a hair clip, a head band (make that two headbands), a small bottle of mylecon (for baby), a small bottle of clove oil (for baby), a pacifier (that baby doesn't take), a rattle, a pair of toddler socks (yes, socks), a bottle of baby magic baby lotion that i may have used the first week after the baby was born, a cowboy hat (toddler size), a hot pink teddy bear, a box of tissues, a jewelry box with a broken drawer (just in case i have time to fix the drawer), four envelopes of christmas cards that were returned to me (because i really am going to re-address them and send them back out), a picture of M with santa (make that a pile of the same picture of M with santa- that i was going to mail out to the family, but haven't gotten around to yet), a receipt for joining the Y (which i did over a month ago), a wii remote, a deck of cards, a dvd remote (for a dvd player that is not even hooked up to the tv)... i could actually go on, but now i'm getting slightly embarrassed. this is ridiculous. maybe this is what i've needed to do to get my act together... a typed out visual, since the actual sight of all this shit on my table doesn't seem to bother me...
okay, i've just become inspired to organize (and i just saw a matchbox car hiding behind a can of seltzer. my nightstand is a standard sized nightstand. this is sick.)
i'm going to bed, so i can become rejuvenated and ready to clean tomorrow! wish me luck- the nightstand alone could take me till thursday!
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