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Details vs. the Day to Day

I am a details kind of person. I love organizing, and yet hate day to day cleaning. Now one might think that day to day cleaning is a details kind of thing but for whatever reason those two are polar opposites in my book. Take today for example.

In picture one is my pantry. I am actually quite anal about how my cans need to all be facing forward. I have themes for my pantry too. For instance all the beans are together, all the tomato products are together, fruit, meat, sauces, etc.

Picture 2 is my counter of dishes. Need I say more? I hate doing the dishes. Really though dishes are no big deal compared to the toilet. Ew!!! I try to convince myself every day that I need to be more on top of things but that is obviously not working very well.

Lately I have been reading the blog/website of a really amazing mom who accomplishes absurd amounts of things and I continue to wonder how in the world she gets it all done. I want to understand how some accomplish so much while others (me in particular) can barely get the dishes done.

Comments

Becky...I'll come do your dishes if you'll come organize my cupboards! I envy your rows of beans! :)
Momnerd said…
Well at least you have something. I hate organizing and cleaning and it definitely shows! Your dirty dishes still looks nice to me! (sad, huh?)
Hey - your counter looks really clean! My counter, underneath dirty dishes, also has water spots, crumbs, drops of spilled milk, and flecks of the chocolate milk powder that went in to the milk.

I also love how colorful your kitchen is - including the dishes.

And your rows of cans...I'm envious. I like my cans the way you do, but no matter how hard I tried, they just ended up disorganized. So - I gave up and now let Rob deal with the pantry! LOL

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