Just Plain Messy

A warning to all of you reading my blog today on the content you are about to view. It's been a messy day, a messy week, and messy is not the way I wanted it this week. You see, I'm hosting a baby shower for a friend of mine on Sunday and the house needs to be spotless. It needs to look the way it always does...oh, wait, that would be a lie. There are those days, like before play group, that you clean your house so well that the other mothers wonder why they aren't as adept at being a "housewife" as you are. I mean, we all know them. The moms who have homemade cinnamon rolls and fresh, hot coffee waiting when we arrive at their spotless homes for play dates. I'd like to think I'm that kind of mom, and sometimes I am, but this week is definitely starting on a bad note.

I was a little nervous, I must admit, about sharing this "wonderful" day with you. Especially after the observation my mom made about blogs being a "great way for your employer or future employer to check up on you and see what you're like." If that's ever the case, I'll go back and delete this one. It wouldn't be good in the "organized and clean" checkbox. It might be a dead giveaway that the job wouldn't be up my alley but, before that day comes, here is the state of my house in it's most honest and real condition. (Keep in mind this isn't always the state it's in...). I had to put that in there or I'd feel guilty. Can't have that...

Anyway, after my hectic morning I decided to check one thing off of my list and empty the dishwasher. Wow, wouldn't Will be proud of me that I got one thing accomlished?? I was feeling so good about myself and then it happened. The mug came from nowhere and tumbled, in slow motion, toward the stack of plates I had placed on the counter right below the cabinet. It was a favorite mug, a Disney mug (gasp) and there it hurled, connecting with the top plate and producing this...In Mikayla's words, it was a catastrophe! I only have 2 Disney mugs and her favorite was ruined. Oh, don't worry, if I didn't already feel bad about the mishap, I was certainly reminded about 3 times how sad she was that mommy broke her "jasmine" cup. I was more distraught over the broken plate-I only have 6!!! Now, I have 5. Luckily all of them didn't break. I don't think I could have even written this blog through the tears and emotional breakdown. So then I started feeling sorry for myself, for all of the work that had been created for me to do. Let me go through my house, starting with the sink. This is the condition of my sink at the moment... Notice how it's all child related and it keeps piling and piling. It never ends. Next is a picture of my nice and tidy dining room. The kids love play doh and I love sewing. Therefore, the table is an eclectic mixture of a sewing machine and sewing stuff and the table-filling play doh accessories. I must point out that at least the floor is clean! I actually vacuumed it this morning. What you can't see are all of the frozen peas that somehow missed Tyler's spoon and came to land on the floor.

If you didn't notice, I also have dead flowers on the table. Here is a close up.

I don't know if they are still there because I forgot to throw them out or that I couldn't see them because of the accumulation of other things blocking my view. Moving on, and adding to my list of things to take care of, is the living room. Oh, LOOK, it's almost clean!!!

That will only take maybe 5 minutes to pick up. I haven't even checked the kid's room but I do know that that train I set up the other day...is destroyed. All this to say that cleaning up, as a mom, is a tough job! While talking with a friend, we came to the conclusion that we shouldn't clean up near as much as we do. Why? When it will all get messy again in a few minutes time. I do enjoy a clean house, though, so I must stop rambling on and attempt to take care of the rampant destruction. Thankfully, my hubby volunteered to help me get the house in "company" order before the weekend. Thanks, babe!! This house will need it...