I'm Just Gonna Do It

I am blogging fairly early this morning. I have a ton of errands to do - from getting new tires put on my van, to getting it inspected to going grocery shopping and finding a gift for my husband's grandmother's 94th birthday! I hate going grocery shopping without organizing and wiping down my refrigerator. It is one of those things that I just can't make myself do. Coming home with a ton of things to put away to a dirty fridge is just gross. I am also like that about the dishes - I can't leave for the day with dishes in the sink or an unmade bed. My mom kept our house like a museum - and seldom wanted it to look like people actually lived there - and it is a battle that I fight every day. I don't really know how to live in my house. I am trying. I thought I would start with going grocery shopping without tidying my fridge......
.......well maybe just one little shelf.......or the door........ooh maybe I'll just organize the drawers

I'm hopeless.

Deep Cleaning Thoughts

My brother-in-law has been visiting since Friday, and there is no limit to intriguing conversations. It has drained the little piece of my brain that I save for blogging. However, I was thinking this morning about my friend Renee's post about how she was trying to relax her housekeeping and let the home be more relaxed on this long holiday weekend. I am not good at the "relaxing" thing. In fact this morning I knew I was being intrusive to my husband and his brother as they were sitting at the computer looking at something together, but the carpet had gotten so cruddy that I couldn't stand it one second longer and I had to vacuum it, right then! I make my children make their beds every day, I hate a sink full of dishes, and I can't stand for the bathroom sink to be covered with "stuff". Clutter on horizontal surfaces like the counter or table bugs me, and I have to sweep the floors in the house at least every other day or they drive me nutty with stuff sticking to my feet. However, I do not make anyone take their shoes off at my house, people may put their feet up if they like, and I try in most other ways to keep life easygoing around here. I grew up in a house that was like a museum - there were no signs that people actually lived in most of the house. I tend toward that but fight it with all that is in me. I know that if children are worried about making a mess that it stifles creativity. But, I also know for me that the clutter is distracting. I am trying to strike a happy medium.
In light of this post - take a minute to take the poll on my sidebar to the right. It will be interesting to see how others respond to this question.