A different kind of recalculating today. Between a retreat over the weekend, sicknesses on Sunday and Halloween ALL day yesterday, our house....our house....Ohhhhhhh our house...
If I had less pride I would take pictures of all the rooms, just so you could see the level of my unease. I am one of those people who cannot think straight when everything is messy. I can't concentrate, can't communicate, can't sleep at night when it's THIS bad. I know people who are blissfully oblivious to the mess and I envy those people sometimes. My husband is this way, bless his heart.
I used to strive for perfection. I wanted every room "just so" and was not happy when someone moved the blanket that I put exactly THERE to look just right, who cares if the blanket is actually for keeping warm. But then I had children, or I got older, not sure which one mellowed me.....a little.
But today I am not mellow - I am frustrated. We just had a "CLEAN ALL THE THINGS!" day a few short days ago, and now THIS.
But, God has been teaching me about my homeschooling in this area. Am I genuinely preparing them for life if I am drilling spelling, reading, and math, but NOT expecting them to help out on the home team? I am an "it's easier if I just do it" mom. I know, that's terrible. We have charts, we have had chore schedules, rewards and consequences, but somehow when we moved into this house they never resumed. Today that ends. I'm tired. I need help and I will get it from the little people around me!
The only pictures I have to show is my sweet daughter's room. She is a designer, a planner, an artistic soul who cannot stop creating. We have rest time in the afternoon and she spends it quietly playing with her Polly Pockets, reading books and designing clothes for her dolls... and drawing....and sculpting with tin foil (her new favorite)....and making sculptures with her hangers....it's never ending. As a result...
last times "we" cleaned it I took a picture to remind her how great it could look if we kept it up.
How long do you think it lasted?
Sometimes I stand in her doorway and have sweaty/anxious flashes of what kind of wife she will be one day if I don't help her get this under control! I am the one God put in her life to teach her, and I don't feel like I've been doing a good job of it.
I had already decided that today we would set up some new rules, and clean their rooms, and then God helped me with it! Last night she took one of her little friends in her room to see her birds and she told me that her friend said "Man, your room is trashed". It embarrassed her, sweet thing, and now she WANTS to clean it! Thank you JESUS!
So, yet again I declare it CLEAN ALL THE THINGS day. And maybe this time it will stick..... here we go! Wait, maybe I should drink coffee first. Lots of coffee.