My hope is that I will be more motivated this year. Not in any specific area, but in general. Since having Ginny I’ve had to get off my butt and get things happening, and that has been great for me, but I want to get even better. To begin doing so, this month I’ve littered my calendar with sticky notes. I have a note on each day with the supper written on it. I have a note of a different colour to mark our date night. On each day I’m also beginning to write down what chore should specifically be done on that day for each week. Instead of planning ahead with the chores, I’m seeing what I can do each day and then writing it down (and checking it off) afterwards. I feel that this will work for me. I’m also keeping track of my time of the month on the calendar for the first time ever, because I’m an idiot and I never remember when my last one was. (Although for realsies I DO remember my most recent one because it lasted 20 freaking days…thanks, gallbladder)
I want to be organized in as many aspects of my life as possible. I have been seriously on top of the dishes for the first time in my life, doing several sinks a day, and it’s been good! Bryan only has to be in charge of supper dishes now and I try to wash as I cook to make it a lighter load because he can be a Forgetful Freddie about it. I clean the living room every single night, picking up the insane amount of toys our daughter has amassed in her short lifetime. It doesn’t make sense to be keeping them all in her bedroom yet as I don’t want her playing in there unsupervised all the time, and unless I’m actually down on the floor playing with her, I don’t care to hang out in there. It’s not a bad room, it’s just a depressing room because I had to take all the decor down to prepare for the bedbug sprayings in November.
Anyways. So far, Sunday nights are for the kitchen and dining room floors. I sweep nearly every day (or every other day, or sometimes twice a day), but I don’t wetjet nearly as often as I should, especially lately. But last night I did, so from now on the kitchen will get the love it needs floorically speaking. Today, I tackled all the kitchen surfaces (though it has just dawned on me that I forgot the table). I do typically wipe down the counters after I do the dishes each day, but today I got out the disinfectant spray and did a good hard clean.
A clean home feels so good. It feels so relaxing to wake up in the morning and not be faced with toys strewn everywhere, and a pile of dirty dishes taking over the kitchen. Considering I was once a hoarder, I think I’m doing just fine.