Bad behaviour!

I should be doing this:

Folding 1000 pieces of clothing and carefully putting it away in proper places. Or tackling my kitchen (which I will NOT show you a photo of at this present moment.) Or figuring out how to raise money for my Weekend to End Women’s Cancer walk thingy. Or any number of things on my HUGE to-do list.

Instead, the computer has sucked me in and I am blog surfing (very important and enlightening work), playing silly mindless games on Facebook (I’m sure Farmville is a life skill of some sort, right?) and e-mailing too many people. Stupid computer. Except it did save me as I forgot to send my dearest mama a Happy Mother’s Day gift and it occurred to me that what she really did like was a gift that gives. Thanks World Vision! (If you haven’t checked out their catalogue, I would recommend it. It makes me believe that you can make a difference, one person at a time.) So the computer is not all bad, I just need to learn how to walk away…. like now… maybe.

If anyone has seen my self-discipline, could you please let me know? I seem to be missing my Protestant work ethic too.

The losing battle that is my kitchen

Housework is not my strong point. (I'm not sure what would classify as a strong point. Certainly not any traditional "duties" of the stay at home parent, unless you count creative problem solving ....but I digress.)

I am amazed at how quickly an orderly kitchen can turn to chaos, largely of my own doing. Then, no magical fairy comes to clean it up when I am not looking. Too many covered surfaces overwhelm me and I give up. Then the next meal becomes a scramble as I search for a cutting board or the elusive vegetable peeler, making meal prep take much longer than and I though it would while creating more surface clutter as I dig for things. Yes, it would be FAR easier to have cleaned up properly in the first place. But the slightest excuse, usually I'm too tired after having conquored the pre-meal scramble to put everything away properly.

However, I have found the key. A deadline. Usually it is company coming and the embarassment of my homelife outweighs my lethargic tendancies. Today is that I have hired that "fairy" to come and help me conquor. The cleaning company is doing their monthly blitz. Of course, this means I have to clean up so the company can really clean.

Time to get started. I already feel the slow well of panic setting in, spurring me into motion. Thank God.