Just a quick note to say: Melody - do you remember this? Haha. We visited just for you!
To everyone else: When I was 17, my best friend lived with us for about 6 months. Mel and our family went on holiday and came through Taupo. This is Taupo Bungy - over a gorgeous river. Jumpers jump from the end of the platform and can choose to be "immersed" (rope is lengthened so they go in the water). Yeesh! Mel and I were standing there talking about it. I'm horribly afraid of heights - I can't even handle standing on the platform. I told Melody she "couldn't do it". Haha. As in - an underhanded dare. She turned to me and said, "Great, now I have to do it!" So she jumped. She screamed "Susie! I hate you!" all the way down. Oh sure - like it was my fault! She's the crazy one who can't turn down a dare! :) Hehe.
Ok - anyways. The clarification.
I think the issue with the house is this: I can have it clean, slightly organized - whatever. It's the fact that mess ACTUALLY stresses me out. And when I start cleaning I get pissed off. Literally - like I'm walking around stomping, getting frustrated, yanking, throwing - and I think that's strange. Don't get me wrong - I can leave it for days. And I appreciate what someone posted about "messes are patient, they wait for you."
Why does mess stress me out? What does having a two-day-clutter make me freak out? I feel like a bit of a space-cadet. Shall we call it my kryptonite? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKK! NOT A MESS! I'm melting!
Anyways. I'm done there.
The good thing is that the house is better. Than it was yesterday. Still left the dishes overnight. I want them done before church. So if I'm gonna do that, I better get moving. I put out three loads of wash yesterday and then it started POURING. (We don't have a drier) So I managed to get it in, but it's sitting in a basket in that stinking entryway and festering. I was hoping to see the sun this morning. But no deal today. Blah. Who needs clean undies anyways!?!??!
Love ya ladies.
Hey Susie,
ReplyDeleteI wrote this whole long message to your previous blog and who but the darling Mr. Samuel shut my computer right as I was going to send it. You can imagine my frustration..argh...
Anyway, I wanted to tell you that I think it is really normal to be fed up with the house stuff. I really feel like my apartment COULD NEVER possibly stay clean. So I stopped trying so hard and now I clean (and cry at least once a week, no joke)for about 10 minutes a day. It has been slightly working. Also, I wanted to tell you that don't underestimate the emotional things going on right now. I know for myself, when things are emotionally hard, my house is the first thing to go to crap and is usually the last thing I end up dealing with. When I tell you that it causes MAJOR anxiety, it seems to be a viscous ball that never stops rolling. One thing leads to another.
Also, with the exercising. I know where you are. It took me 2 years! 2 years from when Samuel was born to take exercising seriously. Only in the past three weeks have I actually gone and been serious about it. I honestly didn't start enjoying it until about 3 days ago. So it does take time. Be patient. I am praying for you. You are definitely on my heart. Love ya!
I get angry when I clean too. My husband doesn't even try to talk to me when I'm washing dishes, unless he wants to pick a fight. It's so weird. (I don't cry either.)
ReplyDeleteHey Susie, I feel your pain in the household disaster situation. My lovely husband decided to take leave this week from the Navy to clean the house. I am so mad I guess because it makes me seem like some horrible housekeeper when really, I try super hard to keep this place up to par.... and it doesnt work when all the little tornadoes I have destroy it right behind me. Not to mention all the junk my husband dumps all over the place! I am mad because I wonder what the people he works with think about me.... that I am some nasty housekeeper... yet, the house REALLY fell apart when I had strep throat a week ago.. do you think maybe he has a clue now as to how much I really do around here? I dont think so... but the mess stresses me out... I dont like sitting in a mess all day trying to think of where to start... then the constant interruptions... OH and we have had some nice weather to draw me outside my four walls!!!
ReplyDeleteI think I might take a garbage bag and bring it all out to the trash...
Did you know that you can microwave undies instead of using a dryer? I kid you not I have done this. Just a tip from one mess phobic to another. Also I too have a lot of trouble instituting the Fly Lady routines BUT one part of her system is invaluable to me. The 15 minutes. If I get totally overwhelmed I will set the timer and just go one bit at a time. Sort of like when I used to run in HS. (I do NOT run but I joined the track team. Not really sure how that happened.) I would say I JUST need to get to the next tree and I can stop. Then at the tree I could pick another marker. The 15 minutes is the same for me. "Just 15 minutes then I can stop" keeps the anxiety from paralysing me.
ReplyDelete**HUGS**