Something exciting has been happening here at The New Good Life and it all started with a comment from narf77 on my Anti-resolution post. She said this,
Social media has made it VERY easy to blur the lines between reality and “perfection” which we are led to believe, is what we should all be aiming for.
I love it when I read about other bloggers breaking free from the need to pursue perfection at all costs. There are entire blogging comunities surviving on on-upmanship (barely) to the detriment of real life. When we can back off from the hype we are able to see that it’s all just a massive big addiction where the winner invariably ends up anorexic, neurotic and wondering where their life went!
and while these weren’t entirely new thoughts for me it did make something click in my head (I’m not sure heads aren’t supposed to click, but none the less, mine did). I was as guilty as the next at perpetuating the perfection ideal and it was time that changed. So on The New Good Life Facebook page I posted this.
This status update reached 8 TIMES the number most of my posts reach, it was liked by people who had never liked before and there were more comments than ever before. I think it struck a nerve.
Then I got talking to my friend Jess – who incidentally posted her own photo of her reality in the comments section. We have a lot in common, both worked in education, both have four year olds, both have two girls, plus we share many of the same life frustrations. We talk about these things all the time, but as we also both like to write we decided to write about our frustrations, get them out there, in their raw, unadulterated form. The truth that is our lives at this stage.
This is going to be a weekly posts with a common theme. Please feel free to join in, I’d love to flood the blogging world with a taste of all of our realities. If you write you’re own post let me know and I’ll link to it here as well. This week the theme is “Bloody Floors”. So here goes….
If I could offload one household chore it would be the floors, I hate cleaning floors and the reasons are many. You see the thing with floors is that there are a lot of them, and many different coverings require different cleaning methods. In my house we have carpets that need vacuuming, lino that needs sweeping and washing with something that will properly clean the area around the toilet (with two kids those floors really need attention sometimes, I know you know what I’m talking about here!) and timber floor boards that need sweeping and washing with a special microfiber mop and a spray bottle of water and vinegar – not too much water mind you or you’ll leave water marks! All that takes ages, it’s fiddly and it’s physically exhausting like no other cleaning task I have.
But that’s not the worst part. You see I have kids, messy, disorganised cyclone-like kids. So before I can even begin to clean the floors I first have to find them! Take note of the picture above, this is how we live MOST of the time. It can take me half the day and a lot of TV used as babysitter for me to clean up first (I know I should get them to help, but that’s a whole other post), before I can even start on the actual floors. In fact sometimes it takes me so long to tidy that I give up on the floors altogether.
Generally speaking I can live with mess, if I couldn’t I’d be a pretty miserable person. I married a messy man, he was always messy. I’m pretty messy myself naturally – you can imagine what our kids are like. Before kids I considered our mess, clean mess, it was just stuff left out rather than grime and dirt and things too disgusting to think about. Kids kind of change that, they’re messy in a whole new way. Food gets dropped, drinks spilt, ‘accidents’ happen (did I mention Miss Two is toilet training…. it’s not going well!). And given that we’re a household that likes to go barefoot inside when it’s warm enough, cleaning those floors has a new level of importance. But it’s also a new kind of hell, ever tried mopping a large room with a two year old attached to the handle trying to ‘help’ or a four year old with her own broom scattering the piles of dirt and dust you’ve neatly made all over the house?
But I do have one secret weapon….
She comes in after each meal and does a stunningly efficient ‘vacuum’ around the tables and chairs, or anywhere else food crumbs have been scattered.
The phrase “clean enough to eat off” is probably never going to apply to my floors – well not in the near future anyway – but I’m doing my best and sometimes I feel like busting through those damn filthy floorboards and hiding in the dark and quiet underneath…. then I think about that a bit more and decide to leave that space to the mice and spiders and lie on the couch with kids crawling all over me instead. They will get done eventually and in the meantime no one is going to die because that unidentifiable sticky spot is still in the middle of the kitchen… just walk around it I say.
Now it’s your turn. How do you cope with this most hideous of household chores? Do you turn a blind eye like me at times? And if you could offload one job what would it be?
Jess is going to posts her thoughts here later today. Make sure you go and check them out.