When Cleaning Just Isn’t Your Thing

Cleaning.

So not my thing.

Wait, I kind of take that back. I’m okay with cleaning, especially when I’ve had a particularly stressful day. There’s just something about being about to control things [like cleaning] that makes me feel better. Totally doesn’t count when I’m pregnant, though.

The exhaustion hit in the first trimester, and it hit hard. The house has probably never looked as bad as it does right now in the entire time we’ve lived in it. And I know it’s probably on the tip of your tongue to tell me to just suck it up and clean it, but the problem is that it’s gotten overwhelming. I look around here and think, “I really need to clean this place,” and then I find myself wondering, “Where the heck do I start?!”

Ages and ages ago, I set up a cleaning schedule with Husband.

  • Mondays – Master bedroom and bathroom
  • Tuesdays – Butter’s room and bathroom, the loft [this is supposed to be a play room, but we just haven’t done it yet], and the guest room.
  • Wednesdays – Living Room
  • Thursdays – Kitchen
  • Fridays – Laundry room, front hall, and powder room

See, that would be all well and good if we actually stuck to it. I even have a little note on the chart that says “We can skip a room or area once a week, but only if we definitely did it the week before.” I think around the time Butter became mobile is when that entire thing fell to the wayside.

We need to start cleaning more/better/whatever.

Yesterday, I wanted to pledge my love to BurghBaby for her ability to pester people into updating their blogs. See, she bugged BurghPotPie into updating. And oh, what an update it was! Seriously, go read it. There are some amazing suggestions, many of which will be implemented in the Phan household, and soon. For instance – I think I’m going to buy a basket for Husband to keep stuff in, because her number one suggestion was the best: Throw It Out. I’m guilty of being a pack rat. So is Husband. We need to do a full house purge, and preferably before BabyPhan is born. I also need to start doing laundry more often, and I need to convince Husband that putting it away isn’t the end of the world.

There’s a war of attrition going on in our house over laundry, but trust me when I say you don’t want me to bore you with the details.

So, I have a confession. I scheduled this post. I’m hoping it will all go off without a hitch. If it does, and you’re reading this with a 9 am time stamp, awesome. I’m probably sitting in the waiting room of my OB’s office fidgeting nervously as I wait for my appointment. Fingers crossed that BabyPhan cooperates and shows us the goods like his/her brother did.

2 Replies to “When Cleaning Just Isn’t Your Thing”

  1. Success! I’m glad my tips help. Now if only I could make better use of them myself…. all will be right in the world!

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