Saturday, October 8, 2011

Confessions of a Non-Neat Freak

I have to confess…I am not a neat freak. I never have been. In fact, at one point in my life (and for a LONG time) I was a slob to the core…probably from the rebellion of my teen years (no I will NOT clean my room) to the rebellion within my 2nd marriage (no I will NOT clean your house). Sigh.

So, slowly, I have gotten better. But I have a LONG way to go.

We just moved. We made a pact about the first floor (living/dining). It will be clean. People dropping in clean. Not cluttered with books and magazines (as I generally live).

So…I’m running around wondering HOW DO PEOPLE DO THIS? How do neat freaks manage this? How is there enough time in any day to be THIS VIGILANT??? It’s exhausting. Will it ever get easier???? Will it ever become second nature?

This comes back to my general inability (in my life in many areas) to follow through. I get the concept of WANTING a clean house (or to exercise more or to lose a few pounds or whatever thing you wish to commit to long term). And I run at the concept with great gusto…I WANT to succeed, I am DETERMINED to succeed.

But I don’t.

Why is this? Why can’t I manage to follow-through with long term commitments (except for marriage to a degree). WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME????? Help? Thoughts?


Alien said...

The key is weekly incineration.

Anything on the floor at Midnight Saturday morning gets torched.

just kidding

Debra Masters said...

LOL @ Alien!!!

Arizona mom to eight said...

I stopped making promises to myself, I never have the energy to keep them. I used to to flylady and she said, at least keep your kitchen sink clean, so I try, but even that is challenging on days when I chase the dog away from Amanda 100 times. I would love to be one of those people who have a really nice clean house, except you know, I never liked them much personality-wise, they throw everything away, including friendships....

Elbeux said...

did my comment post?

Elbeux said...

Dang it, I have to re-type it-

I can say, as a neat-freak, the grass is always greener on the other side. I miss out on company, miss out on happiness, miss out on life because I care too much about cleaning my house. I lose sleep. I fight with my husband over tiny, stupid things. I have taken toys away from my son as he is playing with them just to put them away. I am not proud of it, at all, just being honest. People with clean houses store their baggage elsewhere. Just keep that in mind.

Debra Masters said...

Interesting, ladies. Ok, then, I will not strive to be too freakish in my striving to be less cluttered and more neat. I will strive for balance instead. That should be easier, right? LOL

Heidi said...

I cheat! My downstairs looks tidy all the time, but that's because I have a junk drawer and a junk closet.

I used to scream and hollar when the Husband dragged in a pile of car mags, or the son trailed in junk car parts, but throwing them into the junk closet or junk drawer frees up my time and piece of mind. My house is clean, and when they ask where is the whatchamacallit? I sent them to the closet that will fall allover them with the treasures they could not bare to put away.

greyone said...

Books are not clutter. It is what space is meant to be filled with.
If there are many things that need fixing in life, I like the idea of tackling them one at a time.
I did learn an interesting thing while building an airplane. One person gave the sound advice to do at least one thing every day, even if it is just to order a few parts. This concept could apply to a lot of things. Just a little bit every day and eventually things get accomplished.