getting my act together

I really should be cleaning
or playing with the kids at least
but I'm on my second cup of coffee.
Thinking about what I oughtta be doing.
I have restarted my commitment to the flylady


.


She is really bossy some days,
but if you listen, your life gets fixed right up.


Only it works like this for me:
Monday: wash your sheets, dust, vacuum, mop and gather trash


Tuesday: No "big" assignment so usually I think about doing what I was supposed to do on Monday.


Wednesday: Plan menus.
When I actually do this I sit down with a piece of paper...
maybe at the computer.
Stare at the sale ads.
Stare at a pile of coupons or
better yet search for printable coupons online.
Try to download some mysterious coupon printer.
Take apart the printer to see why it isn't connecting to the computer.
Search for recipes that coincide with both a coupon and what's on sale.
Try to figure out if anyone would even eat all the strange things I come up with.


Thursday: Go to the store for groceries.


Remember that Thursday morning is the worst time for shopping since everybody already bought the good stuff and the new truck isn't unloaded yet.
Ditch coupons.
Ditch menus.
Buy 18 cans of sloppy joes.
Buy economy pack of buns.
Forget to buy hamburger.


Friday: Realize I have forgotten to do all of the other stuff I was supposed to do.
Yell at the kids for leaving their shoes all over.
Pick up 17 pairs of my own shoes laying all over.
Sweep up Monday's cheerios off of the kitchen floor.
Decide to wait until next week to mop since it isn't technically the day for that.


Saturday: Family fun day!
Whoo hoooo. don't have to do nothin.


Sunday: Rest.
I know it has been a busy week!!!!

What a Beautiful Mess

Lately I have been conspiring to set up a surveillance camera in my home.  It would be so amazing to watch a week’s worth of footage in time lapse. 

We could start out on one of those PMS induced house rages, when in moments everything gets sorted and cleaned and put away.  It would fast forward through supper time with food flying into our mouths and dishes tossed in the sink or left on the table to crustify.  Then the evening lounging would flash by, where shoes are flung from tired feet, wet towels from the bedtime bath are draped over chairs or door knobs.  Dirty duds are littered across the floor.  Then the night lull…an occasional zombie mom would sleep walk past the camera to let out the desperate dog or rescue an unhappy kid.

And then the beginning of a new day… dishes in their circular whirl from cupboard to table to sink to dishwasher and back to cupboard again; laundry bouncing into washer, dryer, and baskets, folded and unfolded again and again.  Toys and stuff floating back and forth like waves across the beach. Clean and dirty…well clean for a second, dirty for most, but I could always push pause on the clean moments…

 It might even be as entertaining as watching the big storms brewing on the weather channel. Hey maybe we could even start a network!!!