Monday, 14 January 2013


I sat on the toilet lastnight and shook my head in disgust at the dust bunnies I could see from my perch, loitering in the corners of the bathroom.  How is it that I cannot stay on top of all of this dust and considering I just vacumed, how do these crumbs keep collecting under the kitchen table and other places Scout can't get to and how can we even stand to get naked in the shower with all that grime running down the walls???  Sometimes I get so frustrated at how much of the house work I cannot get done. I never used to ever ever go to bed with dishes drying on the counter by the sink. I hated that! I liked to go to bed with my kitchen counters clear, ready for the morning's mess.
I don't know when I started letting my standards of cleanliness slip..oh wait, yes I do...almost 22 months ago!  I found something else to occupy every minute of my adorable, chubby "mini-me!"  and every day since has been one a little dustier, dirtier and grimer than the one before...I guess it's because, if I am being truly honest, I don't really notice the dust bunnies anymore. I rarely have time to sit and watch TV, so the layer of dust on the screen really doesn't affect my view of it.  Scout really does a pretty damn good job of keeping the kitchen floor crumb free and I'm not ashamed to move a chair or two in order to give her access to the space under the table.  I'm usually so exhausted by the time I get to shower that I am so greatful for the 10 minutes of alone time that I refuse to waste it worrying about the grime on the walls in there.  Truly, I have something way more fun, important, and exciting to focus on and to spend time on...Ryder James.  Yep, I am using him as my excuse for my less than sparkling clean home.  Turns out, I am not "Wonder Mom" I can't keep my home in tip top shape and still have the energy to play with my son, so I've had to admit defeat and choose and I choose Ryder!
I found this poem today and it seems to fit with my philosopy perfectly....

All that aside...if anyone wants to chip in to get me a "house keeper" I'm not to proud to take donations! ha ha ha...seriously. :)

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow,
But children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
~ Ruth Hulbert Hamilton


1 comment:

  1. House cleaning can wait until you retire...keep enjoying that cute little guy and take the time to do other things for yourself. I came to this realization years ago. A clean house does not make a happy home...or a happy person. :)