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A different day one

Monday was so fantastic. I exercised, was showered and dressed before 10, did laundry, cleaned my room, and had dinner cooking by 5 o'clock. What in the world got into me? It is interesting how those things go that one day, you can feel so on top of the world, and then it topples so fast. But, then Tuesday, I was again dressed by 10, took Zach to an orthodontist appointment, grocery shopped, beaded with friends, did homework with the girls, chatted with the neighbors outside, and even started dinner by 6 and grilled pork chops. I know. I nearly fainted myself as I realized my accomplishments.

This leads me to an interesting thing to ponder. I have always been against routine. I'm not really sure why, but I really feel claustrophobic when I look into the future and see myself doing the same thing everyday, day, after day, after monotonous day. So, I tend to go a few days or even up to a week or two doing the same thing, and then it's as if my inner child rebels and I can't handle another second. This, I have decided, is one of my downfalls. Structure is good, and in the eyes of my domestic experiment, a necessary evil. I have decided that I need to learn how to embrace my adulthood and find ways to structure my life in order to accomplish the things that make my family and myself happy.

I wonder often...what do other women do? Do they have laundry Monday, Toilet Tuesday, change sheets Wednesday, etc. etc.? Would this bring order to my life. How do they keep a 2800 sq. ft. home clean on a daily basis? How do they not let one thing go in order to accomplish something different? I think I would like to know these question. Maybe I wouldn't like the answer though. Maybe they spend more time cleaning their houses everyday than I would ever consider exerting time on myself.

If there is any one good thing you can call me it is organized. Look in my cupboards and you will find towels neatly folded, jars lined and facing the front, little containers for like medicines, boxes of buttons and beads, everything in it's place. Still working on having a place for everything though. I just don't know how to cut down on the everyday clutter. My kids do chores and I even adopted the Fly Lady's way of cleaning by splitting my house into zones. It is better than nothing and yet it has somehow not been enough. How in the world to I teach my children to pick up after themselves? My 17 yr. old left a dress shirt and books sitting on my living room floor this morning, my 12 and 9 year old made cards and left supplies sitting on my desk, my 5 year old came home, perused through her backpack and left her piles of paperwork sitting on the couch, and that is just the beginning. Surly there is an answer and I am just missing it. Either that or everyone deals with this and we just can't see the daily pick up routine that goes on in every household every morning...

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