Here's my problem, I feel like I'm trying my best, but I wonder if I really am.
Recently my older daughters teacher seemed to imply that I wasn't doing enough in several basic areas of my daughter education and upbringing. She wanted me to be more organized, less messy and to spend more time with my oldest doing flash cards.
I'm going to focus on the messy for now, because the whole spend more time with flash cards after 6.5 hours of school, then another 40 minutes of homework, is making my eye twitch.... So, about me being unorganized. Unorganized is a nice word for Messy...AND..... I AM MESSY.
When I say I am messy.... I mean, I am a reality show's dream. I am so messy, I am in denial... I watched "The Messiest House in America" and actually compared my house... with comments like, "Oh, My livingroom doesn't look like that" or "Atleast my bathroom isn't gross"... Yes... yes, I hear myself. I understand that most people were just thinking "Eeeewwwwwwww" or "Yyyyyuuuuuccccckkkkkkk"... while I am convincing myself that my house is nothing like that.
Actually, I'm just being funny, although I did think those things... the problem with the Messiest house in America is that is was also the dirtiest... and my house isn't dirty. I can see the whole floor in any given room atleast once a week. It's just keeping things put away that is our struggle. No one, including myself, puts anything away.... until it's cleanup time.
That's why I implemented "chore day" . The kids pick chores out of the hat... then do that chore. I have found that as long as each chore involves water somehow... they are all happy!
Now... while I'm writing I have had an epiphany... I am the perfect person for a new show called "The DIY, Self Help, Reality TV Bonanza" and it goes a little like this:
I could use the "Dog Whisperer" to help with my dog, "What not to Wear" to help with my nonexistant wardrobe (you must have read the Saga of the Wrangler Jeans post), "Clean Sweep", or "Clean House" with Neicy... and perhaps.... dare I declare.... I could use a little "Super Nanny", to help keep it all together when it's done. AND while I'm at it... it probably wouldn't hurt to win a million bucks.... hhhmmm.... not quite smart enough for "Who wants to be a Millionaire" maybe I could be a survivor someplace for the week that they are organizing my house, training my dog, and instructing my children on how to behave... AND... here's the bonus... I'll return from the week away much thinner, having only eaten bugs and worms... so I'll be in great shape to go to the city with "What not to Wear".
and...... and..... and..... after all this... I'll be a celebrity, so I can go on "Celebrity Rehab" to try to kick my blogging habit! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
Not buying it?
OK.
So, my house is messy, my kids a tad unruly, my clothes 20 years outdated... or should I say, undated... and my dog nearly pulls my arm out when walking and another dog comes into view... but all in all.... it's not bad.
Life is good!
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