This weekend is different. My 31 Days project will be over tomorrow and I won't be required to evaluate my life next weekend. I'm kind of sad about it, actually. I've really made a huge amount of progress, with your encouragement, dear readers. I've almost become a real grown-up. Crazy.
Well, how have I done this week? I've done pretty well, I think. I'm still making progress, but also slowing down to enjoy the fruits of my labors. Fortunately, most of the clutter in the house is under control. That amazes me. That has taken much of my time this month, so the end of that task signals the beginning of the next task--maintenance.
I'm not creating a list to post on my refrigerator tonight, but I guess I could say my goals for this week include the following:
- keeping up with the new good habits I've formed
- keeping the de-cluttered places in my home de-cluttered
- working out a feasible cleaning schedule for myself and the rest of my family members
- continuing to remove chaos from my life wherever it pops up
- working on our big adoption fundrasiser event
- taking steps toward arranging for our home study
I think of all of those things, the one that worries me most is the cleaning schedule. Honestly, I've never been good at this. I've so often made lists and charts, outlining who does what and on what day, but they've never really lasted beyond a week. On the other hand, I've pleaded and begged my family (and myself) to just "take our home seriously" and just accomplish things--undefined responsibilities, just try to be helpful and do things that need doing. This is equally ineffective. I've tried the Fly Lady thing, and while I am happy to acknowledge it is a great thing and very effective for a lot of people, it's not for me. I just don't do well with being told what to do and having extra emails come into my inbox. I'm not sure how to establish cleaning routines that will stick for us. Any ideas?
The main problem with cleaning before, of course, was the clutter factor. I would be determined to actually clean things like floors and surfaces, but one of two things would happen.
1. We would spend so much time picking up clutter so that we could dust or clean floors or whatever, that we would use up all of our energy and never actually get to the cleaning part.
2. I would lose heart before we even began, knowing that a clean floor or dusted furniture wouldn't actually make the room look clean or organized or peaceful because of the abundance of clutter all around. Actual cleaning really felt futile.
So maybe, just maybe, things will be different now that the clutter is mostly gone. Maybe when we set out to clean, we will do just that and it won't be time consuming, draining or hopeless-feeling. We'll see. I would be happy to entertain your suggestions, readers.
So that's where I'm headed, friends. Tomorrow, we recap the experience and put it all in perspective--oh, and eat some Halloween candy.