One thing I have noticed about cleaning...

>> Thursday, June 3, 2010

Of all things I know about cleaning, one thing is for certain.  If you have small children, they can be in there room, completely consumed by their toys, but as soon as you pick up a cleaning implement, or heaven forbid start the vacuum, it is ALL over!  They run in the room, determined to help you out, whether you want them to or not.  Now don't get me wrong, on normal cleaning days, when the house is halfway straight and such this is not a bad thing.  The problem comes however, when your house is in such bad shape, you try to tread quietly for fear the surrounding mess may open up and swallow you whole.  That is how my house is right now to put it mildly.  My house pretty much went completely under in the weeks I was finishing my job, then even more mess got piled on in the last few weeks of my semester. 

In the perfect dream world that I sometimes slip into, my day was great...my house was clean, and I decided to dust, my sweet eager kids came running in to help, and one sprayed the dusting spray, while the other wiped...can't you just hear the birds chirping, and the woodland creatures at the door?  UNFORTUNATELY, I live in the real world where the mess is so big that I don't even know where to start cleaning.  When I finally decided to vacuum all the birdseed from around Molly's cage, and dust the end table that sits beside her cage that constantly gets littered with seed casings and rogue water from her bowl.  As soon as the vacuum started they ran in and swarmed me...one grabbed their play Dyson and was on his knees beside me, while the other was calling my name every 5 seconds asking when she could clean the TV.  As soon as I was done vacuuming, I did let them spray some of the cleaners (we use non toxic cleaners) for me while I wiped. 

Hopefully, soon I will be able to get this house in shape, and the dream scenario can ensue.  I will love it when it comes to that point b/c I can start their training in housework so that they may become experts in dusting and vacuuming just in time for them to decide that it is too much work, and they want to do other things instead.  Right now I just have to grin and bear all the stresses of a 3 and 5 year old "helping" me clean, even when it means days like today when I was very close to picking up the phone to call the judge to see if there were legal proceedings necessary to change my name from mommy.  Because even on stressful days like today, I sit in the rocker in their room as they dream about dinosaurs and rainbow unicorns and wonder why I was so stressed earlier.  I sit here in a dark room, listening to their heavy rhythmic breathing while blogging, not in tears because this day was so stressful, but with a tear on my lid because they are already growing so fast, and there is no pause button.  I can't afford to be stressed at these times until I finally get my house straight because I will look back at all of the time I wasted, with me being stressed and while I wait for my two little helpers to come and spray and wipe, they will be out with friends, or at college...and I will be left wondering what I was even stressed about...

2 comments:

Jenelle June 4, 2010 at 1:07 AM  

I live in that messy world, too. I know exactly where you're coming from! :)

Lis @ ATruckerWife June 5, 2010 at 8:51 PM  

A used to have her own feather duster that she would follow me around with but now she dusts and vacuums with my stuff...LOVE IT!

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