I live for the weekend.
The only problem with that? They fly by. Between cleaning up my house, which I really slack on during the week, and whatever I have planned, I never seem to have enough time. Not enough hours in the day, and I end up exhausted come Monday morning.
As the weather warms up, it gets worse. The nicer it is outside, the less I want to stay inside. That's okay, but that means housework gets pushed back even further. I joked with M. this morning that I've been waiting for the house to clean itself for a week now. Obviously, it's not going to clean itself, but wouldn't it be nice if it did?
Sometimes I wish that "Cle.an Hou.se" would show up at my door. I'm not that bad, but I sure could use the help! Organization has never been a strong suit of mine. I tend to make piles. And then piles move from room to room. Oh, and paperwork! I can't ever seem to make a dent in that pile. M. is just as guilty, as he never returns things to their proper places. It's taken me almost 7 years to get him to take dirty dishes to the sink!
For as much as I fit a Type A/first child stereotype, this is probably the only part of my personality that doesn't fit. And I just can't seem to figure out why. It frustrates me. I want to not have to worry about unexpected guests stopping by. I would love to be able to invite friends over at the drop of a hat, and not worry about having to clean. I love the feeling I get when I sit in a just cleaned, de-cluttered room...but I can't seem to keep it that way.
Any suggestions on keeping a clean, not just tidy home? Or on organizational skills?