I was reminded of my earlier poston time management this weekend. After spending the Easter weekend at my parent’s house, the house was a disaster area of dirt, cat hair, dirty laundry, and smelly spoiled food. There’s always something else to clean, and having been away, even though it was just for two days, seems to have made us about a week behind on the housework.
The house work is non-stop, it just does not go away, and it’s a thankless task as well. Having spent many years renovating the house, at the end of a specific project I would be satisfied with a completed job. I could point to a painted room and know that the task is done, and know that it would remain done for the foreseeable future. That’s not how it works with house work. I can’t say ‘Look at this clean laundry’, because here comes some more dirty laundry right behind it.
Laundry seems to be an especially endless task. Especially true now that Mr. C is in the middle of potty training. He picked it up quickly having no problem with wearing underpants, but will sometimes have an accident when he’s taking a nap. As soon as he falls asleep, I try to slip a pile of flannel pillow cases and towels under him, in an attempt to catch anything that comes out. But no matter how large my defensive circle, he still sometimes manages to flop around just enough to get just outside the towel perimeter. Which means a new pile of dirty sheets.
And the cat hair doesn’t stop shedding, and people just keep tracking dirt into the house, and the food won’t stop going bad stinking up the refrigerator…
Makes me wonder how my mom was able to do it with three boys in the house.