O H G O O D N E S S ...

So... as of late, my dear husband comes home from the academy and tries really hard not to go crazy over our not so clean and organized house. He's great about it and really understands but it tries him. A LOT. And I happen to think it's funny.

He knows not to comment to me and if he does he tries and succeeds in letting me know and not hurting my feelings. As a single mother, of 4, during the week and always having a project to keep me somewhat sane, I don't do the dirty work. First I hate it, second when? But I have noticed it irks him somewhat. For example, I left for a baby shower Saturday morning. My house wasn't thrashed, but some picking up was in order. When I got home 2 hours later, the front room, kitchen, and kids rooms were all picked up and vaccumed. Our room had the clean clothes pile off to the side and vaccumed. Sunday morning he went to find something in my craftroom/office/laundry room/coat closet/game storage room and, if you know me, that's the catch all room. I usually close the door and try not to look at it. Interestingly enough he had a hard time finding it. Huh, go fig. He started to go through my pile (and I mean large pile) of papers, sifting through things looking for something. It kinda irked me cause I had already planned to clean it by Tuesday night and he was asking me to stop what I was already doing and go clean and organize.

Anyway... coming from a room that's always spotless, no dishes ever waiting to be done and no toys scattered around the living area, to a place that is well lived in with a spouse that is trying really hard to keep herself sane with four busy kids can be very trying.

So... in order to help him I vow to get my craftroom clean and organized and at least the bathroom shower looking good. Any more than that is just asking way too much. =)