I decided we needed to create a routine so that the house is always ready for company. As you know from older posts, I am following the flylady.net program, which is intense, but in a good way. She reminds you to do things you never dreamed people did (cleaning doorknobs and light switches, for example) and I like how tasks are simplified into 15-minute blocks of time. Each week you concentrate on a certain Zone. We are now in zone 4: the Master bedroom, our Disaster site. Since Monday I have done something every day to clean it up and de-clutter and am already seeing a difference. By tomorrow I will have finished the major purging and cleaning and be able to maintain it without too much hassle.
I never thought it would be possible to create a permanently decent sleeping space, plus I never cared that much, since I knew I could just shut the door and forget about it when people were over. But inside I have always longed to have a nice-looking bedroom with a made bed and a tidy floor and no piles of clean and dirty clothes mixed up in various piles. Sigh! I can't believe how gross I live. It's GOT to stop!
By the way, I feel like HUH DUH!! Why didn't I think of this myself?? I say this every time I learn a new trick to help stay organized. But then I remember that Some of us need a Little Extra Explanation when it comes to these things, while others are just naturally organized (I hate those people, no I don't, I love them, no, I hate them). I guess that is how it works.
I have been doing other things this week besides transforming myself into an organizational goddess. I have also been waking up at all hours with my nine-month old mini goddess, who is suffering from heat (Trieste is front and center of an interminable heat wave right now and we don't even have a fan!) and jet-lag.
I have about 30 minutes of autonomy before she wakes up to face her fragmented day. I've got work to do.
