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Top Ten Things I {Pretty Much} Never Clean

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Top Ten Tuesday at Many Little Blessings

Starting today, I’ll be posting a Top Ten list each Tuesday. My reason is two-fold: partially because I’ll be linking up with this Top Ten Tuesday linky party, but mostly because I really love top ten lists. As a teen I looked forward to Friday nights on Letterman so I could watch his top ten lists. Half of which I barely understood, but they were delivered in such ridiculous style, I couldn’t help but laugh.

With that introduction, I bring you the:

TOP TEN THINGS I {PRETTY MUCH} NEVER CLEAN

10. The dishwasher. Also, the washer. Anything responsible for cleaning something else I figure should come out clean in the end.

9. Air vents or ducts or other miscellaneous holes in floor/ceiling/wall. Yes, I know there are pencils, fruit snacks, and even random socks hiding in that thing. Doesn’t mean I’m about to rip it out and clean it. Though looking at the picture is kind of making me itch…

8. Baseboards. Or floorboards, or chair rails. Seriously. I’ve got better things to do. Like Pinterest.

7. Our shutters. This one is particularly sad because my husband actually made the shutters (he works here), and so I should be all proud and keep them in tip-top shape. But grubby little hands like to open the shutters and shut the shutters and they get dusty and I don’t even own a duster. Which leads me to…

6. Dusting. I may occasionally wipe down nick-knacks or shelves with a damp paper towel. I never dust the top of my fridge, the top of bookshelves, or pretty much anything else that will remain unseen until I move.

5. Walls. Until I get in a panic because I’m about to have company then I send in an army of little people with Lysol wipes. It’s actually one of their favorite chores, so you’d think I’d have them do it more often. It’s hard to notice the grime you live with every day!

4. The windows. Nope, uh-uh. Though I’d happily put this on a list for “things kids can do when they owe me big time.” Otherwise… I’d probably rather do laundry. No, that’s not true. BUT it’s probably more important for me to do laundry than clean my windows. I’ve got to have priorities somewhere.

I’m starting to realize this list is basically pointing out the fact that I purposely avoid deep cleaning pretty much anything until company comes over.

3. Our dining chairs. I’m the least OCD person on the planet, so I let my young children feed themselves. Consequently our chairs end up kind of gross. Again, this is something that generally waits until I’m about to have a lot of company over.

2. Under my bed. Unless… actually. I think I’ve done that once, and I may have been pre-birth nesting, so I’m not sure that counts. We’ll put this firmly on the ‘never’ list.

And the number one place I pretty much never clean is…

1. Behind the stove. Ew, ew, ew. Between the greasy dust and the random kitchen utensil or spice that falls down there, this is not a place I want to ever even see much less clean under or around. Ooh, let’s add “in the oven” to this list. Seriously. I forget that’s even a thing more often than not. Also, I need to mention that I cleaned the top of the stove for this picture. (And move the dirty pots and pans, of course.) I did not do the grates. I will probably never clean the grates.

Now if you’ll excuse me… I may have unintentionally inspired myself to go do a little cleaning!

What do you pretty much never clean?

Linking up to Many Little Blessings Top Ten Tuesday Linky List!

Happy Mother’s Day

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Hey, you.
Yeah, you.

The mom who has kids in dirty clothes, third day running?
You, who can’t remember when she got a shower, let alone her kids got a bath?
I’m talking to the mom who can’t find her kids’ left shoes to save her life. Not a single left shoe in the entire house.
Also, you, the mom who can’t craft, can’t cook, can’t bake, can’t do anything remotely homemaker-y, and hires a cleaner.
Even you… the mom who
works outside the home.

Listen up.
I’ve got something to tell you.
And it’s important.

So put down your iphone and stay off of Twitter for a second. You don’t need to pin that project on pinterest right now because let’s all be honest, you’re never going to make it anyway.

Are you listening to me?
Here it is:

Happy Mother’s Day.

You deserve to hear it most of all, the day when we feel the least like the best mom ever.

Because even when you lost the keys in the dirty laundry (again) and you screamed at your kids (again) and you are terrified someone might come to your front door and see the state your living room is in (again) and you have no idea what’s for dinner today, tomorrow, or the next (again)…

There is no one, and I mean no one, your kids would rather have for a mom.
Slacker ways and all.

And that makes you the best mom ever.

PS – Obviously I have to say happy mother’s day to my own mom. So yeah… gushy moment over. Whew.
PPS – Just kidding mom. I love you.

Getting Crafty {Slacker Style}

Quilting

On Monday I went to the totally awesome Riley Blake warehouse sale. On the way, I decided I should make a quilt for Rebecca’s ninth birthday, which happened to be 9 days away. Sure, I can get it done. I’ll pace myself, I thought.

It was 9 days, then I checked the calendar. Her birthday is Tuesday, not Wednesday! Oops, 8 days. Of course, I can’t work on it while she’s at home, but she goes to school, and I can work on it after bed. Okay, she doesn’t go to school on the weekends, and she goes to bed at 8:30 then comes out periodically for drinks and bathroom breaks for about an hour…

how many hours do I have to do this quilt??

 So far it’s working out okay. I still have a lot to do before it’s done. My desk, right before she came home:

I just love the sense of organized chaos. Everything ADHD in me should hate quilting: the methodical cutting, the repetitious chain stitching, the awful ironing, more stitching, more ironing, more stitching… every step of the way I can’t wait to be able to move onto the next step until I’m holding a soft cuddly blanket in my hands like magic!

Lest you think I’ve been ignoring my slacker duties, I will tell you:
I took a nap while Rebecca did her homework.
I served the exact same dinner as I did last night.
My kitchen looks like this:

Be honest. You love me just a little bit more for showing you my disaster of a kitchen, don’t you? And before you roll your eyes and say, “sure, it’s probably clean every other day,” I want you to consider the following:
that’s more than one day’s worth of dishes.

Also, you should know that before I took the picture, I asked Rebecca to unload the dishes for her chore. Well, she misunderstood me and also loaded the dishes. Not that I was complaining, but rest assured, this picture coulda been worse. And uh, there are other rooms in my house… they don’t look a whole lot better, either.

Completely unrelated, but too darling not to share… how precious is my sweet little Nicole? She’s an angel with an attitude, but today she was all princess!

How to Chuck Your Kids’ Crap {Step 4}

How to Chuck Your Kids' Crap Series


This is a series on chucking the crap your kids have and hold on to — for better or worse. Click here for more.

Step 4: Save the Special Stuff

You know your kid better than anyone. You know that your kid needs that nasty old Mickey doll to go to sleep, or refuses to sit still unless they are holding a vending machine bouncy ball.

Here’s how it works:

This one (should be) pretty self explanatory. For heaven’s sake, save your sanity and don’t dump what they use on a regular basis. When in doubt, remove it (“hide it”) for a couple of days. If they consistently ask for it, they’re not ready to part with it. Battles of will are fought and lost (by the mom) every day.

I sincerely hope you’ve enjoyed this series on chucking the crap your kids bring into your home. Whether it was once well-loved, or loved with the passion only a child can feel for all of 5 minutes, some times we just gotta take our home back!

How to Chuck Your Kids’ Crap {Step 3}

How to Chuck Your Kids' Crap Series


This is a series on chucking the crap your kids have and hold on to — for better or worse. Click here for more.

Step 3: Send it to “Storage”

Ready for a more serious purge? It’s time to break out the laundry basket… and it helps to have a good poker face, too.

Here’s how it works:

 If I’m cleaning with the “help” of my kids and know I need to get rid of some stuff, start by organizing. Items they are currently attached to can be organized (try little bins with these fun labels).

What to do with the stuff you are ready to toss? Put stuff they’ve lost interest in into a basket. Don’t put it in a trash bag, unless you really want problems. If they ask, just calmly say you’re moving some toys into storage for awhile, or taking this (broken) toy to be repaired. I was shocked that my kids didn’t react to hearing their toys were headed out the door. But after all, you are just sending it to go to “storage,” or to “be fixed,” or even “to Grandma’s.”  It’s coming back, right? No need to panic.

More often than not they will be so excited to re-find their favorite toys among all the piles, that they won’t even notice the basket. They will be rolling around their newly clean room, or climbing under the bed that you took the effort to vacuum under, so a few toys in the basket won’t even be on their minds. I will warn you about this step:

you must take it out of the house ASAP.

The novelty of a clean, organized, toy-labeled room will wear off. If you’re me, you may have left the basket conspicuously in the living room. And sooner rather than later they will start noticing their “favorite” doll (the one that hasn’t been touched in weeks) or the broken remote control to a remote control vehicle you no longer even have. Their priority of getting those toys out of the basket will become a life and death issue for them.
Don’t be me. Get the stuff out. Now! Do it!
Go! Go! Go!

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