September 20, 2011

Taking Back My House

I hate cleaning!  It's a never ending task and something that I think will ultimately lead to my demise.

We all have those stupid spots in our home that just collect things.  I seriously don't know how piles of junk just get bigger and bigger, when it seems that I clean these spots more than any place in my house.  It's a daily battle sometimes just to keep the kitchen clean.  I mean there is always one counter that collects everything: schoolwork, keys, wallets, food, toys, you name it, it's there.  I have almost given in to the fact that my kitchen is always going to be a mess.  What's the quote about a messy kitchen?  That it means a happy kitchen?  Well then my kitchen must be doing cartwheels in a unicorn filled meadow with rainbows all around.  It's a disaster.

There are two other places that I have focused my attention on as they just drive me nuts on a daily basis; my family room table and the boys little activity table.  The family room is important as it's really the focal point of our house and if this place is a mess, then it just seems that the rest of the house is a mess.  Sometimes I just walk in there and I want to scream.  How many days in a row can you clean the exact same thing before you officially go nuts?  

I think I am approaching that.

You obviously know that we have a lot of legos and this is the first place that gets overwhelmed.  Not a day goes by that I don't take some lego minifigure, not mine have you, out of there and put it somewhere else.  It gets me infuriated sometimes that the boys would just leave their stuff there over and over and over.  I guess it's up to me to teach them a lesson instead of just cleaning up after them all the time, something that I know I have to do or the rest of my house is going to look like a bomb went off at a Lego Store.  In the meantime I clean, and clean, and clean. It stays this way for about three hours and I start over again the next day.  

It drives me nuts.

Their little activity table has not been that for a couple of years.  It started off as a place that they could color and play with play doh or do any activities they wanted, but it slowly turned into a place that just collects school papers that we don't throw out, and junk mail.  It's gotten a completely out of control and I can't tell you how many times I've actually cleaned this stupid little table.  I have been meaning to put a desk in this spot as they have outgrown this space, it's time for a space of my own, instead of a little pseudocloset in the basement.  I really need to see the light of day sometimes and the lighting is better for me to take pictures for my lego movies.  See I am always thinking about Legos.  

I swear if you cut my head open I would have some sort of lego brain in there.

So now that I have been able to start the process of taking back my house, where did everything go you might ask?  Well, there is always one room that none of us ever use, junk just seems to pile up there more than any other, especially in the summer time.  THE GARAGE.

It's never going to end is it?  Winter is coming soon.

John Willey - Daddy's in Charge?



  1. I called it... now you admit it: you're slowly going insane. Exhibit A, your honor.

  2. I honestly think someone is Playing a joke on me or something... There is no other way to explain why these things get messy over and over again. Someone clearly wants me to lose my mind.

  3. Definition of insanity - doing the same thing over and over but expecting a different outcome. Join the club, its not so bad once you accept your insanity. Plus it will get you out of a lot of trouble later in life. Oh don't mind him, he's just a little off his rocker...

  4. Someone clearly wants me to lose my mind.

    I thought that had already happened? Not to worry though there is special places for people like you :)

  5. Dude. Welcome to my world.

    Multiply that times 5 kids, subtract a spouse, and squish it all into a 2 bedroom ghetto-house with zero storage.

    Do what I do - if they don't pick it up and put it away, I pick it up - with a trash bag.

    Evil, yes. Effective, yes.


  6. Well next time you are on your cross country trek, stop by my house with garbage bags in hand and take out what you want.