Porter surprised me this morning with the sink full of dishes that I left last night washed and by taking Aftasie out for a long walk/adventure!! I don't quite know what to do with myself, but I finished the Harper's article on Algebra II and am halfway through my HOT cup of coffee (it's still hot!!) :D
I was going to blog about cleaning the house the other day but didn't have time, but now that seems so boring and mundane. It was just some blather about two periods of house-state: you have the clean and the dirty. Dirty is inevitable, even if only for moments, because you live in the house and make a mess. Clean is what you want. You try to make it easier to make it clean, but you still have to deal with dirty. No matter how good my maintenance PLAN, I still get behind in the dishes sometimes and I have to deal with that. Now if my maintenance was actually perfect, I'd never have to worry, but no one is perfect 100% of the time on everything.
So on the one hand, I want to make it easier to get the dishes done and try to maintain them, but I also have to face the fact that sometimes there is nothing to do but just do the mountain of dishes.
So depressing, eh? :) I guess practice of maintenance will make better.
My big insight after turning 40 is that the perfect is the enemy of the good (enough). I used to wait until I could clean well (and thus cleaned rarely). Now I try, every time I walk through the kitchen, to do 1-2 little things. The kitchen is never spotless but it's also never out of control. Fwiw. Good luck. It's a life long struggle, I think.
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