STOP!! Don't run away. For once, I'm not talking about losing weight!!
I'm talking about getting my house clean...or should I say organized...OK, both.
This entire weekend has been devoted to organizing my house, and getting rid of the Toys 'R Us that has opened up in my living room.
Two days I spent organizing, and throwing out, and giving away - and I still haven't really made a dent on anything.
Peanut cleaned her room - she did a great job of it....except for the fact that she dumped everything she no longer wanted in the hallway. So, as I was decluttering in the living room - she was adding more clutter...UGH!!
Then, of course, Jelly was behind me every step of the way. I'd turn my back for a second, and she'd have found stuff I'd thrown in a trash bag...and got it right back out again.
My house has been cluttered for MONTHS!! Well, it's been cluttered since we moved in - but it got to the point where I was on the verge of thinking that I was a hoarder.
Since returning back to work, I admit, I haven't exactly stayed on top of the house cleaning. I'm also guilty of adding to the clutter, just a little. More like being too lazy to put stuff away, and just leaving it sitting in the living room or kitchen or dining room.
It's not just my fault - I'm not the only one that lives in this house.
If you could see the dust bunnies that have taken up residence in my house - you'd freak the freak out. It's gross...and I hate it. Trying to get to the dust bunnies to clean is the real task, though. I'm surprised my feet don't look like sponges with the amount of small toys I step on - daily.
I'm a firm believer that a cluttered home leads to a cluttered mind. I often feel restless and agitated sitting in my living room. It's hardly a place I can relax when all I see are boxes and piles of stuff and dust bunnies and cobwebs....I know, you have the OK from me to say EWWWW!!
I can't believe I'm admitting this all to you all. There were some benefits from the weekend, though.
One plus that came from this weekend? I was constantly sweating. A LOT. Even though I didn't log any miles - I definitely burned some serious calories. All the picking up and moving of heavy boxes full of toys and other stored crap definitely gave me quite the work-out.
Another plus? I was so busy cleaning all weekend, I didn't have any time to sit around and mindfully snack away. The only time I thought about diving into a bag of chocolate cookies - just for a quick snack - it lead to my post yesterday afternoon....and I just went straight back to cleaning without giving a snack a second thought.
I haven't stood on my scale since last Wednesday. I figured I needed a break. Even though I haven't gotten in any exercise, apart from going psycho on my house, I have been a lot more mindful of what I'm eating.
Switching gears a little...
Today is Peanut's first day of Middle School. I'm excited and nervous for her. She's just as excited and nervous.
The benefits of her going to school in the district I work in are plentiful. No more does she have to stand out in the cold or the heat or the rain waiting for a school bus. No longer do I have to make arrangements for her to attend band, because our local school thought it wasn't a "necessary class" and they made it an after school club instead.
Can you tell how nervous I am? All this rambling on...my goodness...anyone would think it was my first day.
I'm assuming this is the parental instinct I've heard so much about.
I've never had to worry about something like this before. Peanut has been in the same school since 1st grade. I haven't even taken her to school since then. At the start of every school year, the kids have always just gotten on to the bus - without a care in the world - because they knew everything would be the same.
I have a feeling I might cry.
I know, right? Me!! Thinking I might cry about taking my daughter to her first day of Middle School...or the first day of a new school.
Middle school is rough, though. Where we live, 6th grade is still in elementary. She's going from being a top dog to the lowest on the totem pole. Who wouldn't be nervous about that?
OK, enough of all this rambling business - time to calm my own butterflies so I can get Peanut ready to tackle her own.
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