During the weekdays, it's "I'll just keep things relatively tidy until the weekend when I'll have time to REALLY clean"
Then the weekend comes and it's, "Aaaaah, time to just kick back and play... :)"
Yesterday morning I got up with the intention of getting things all clean and trig (new word I learned over the weekend that has nothing to do with triangles - just had to use it!). But then came the walk with the husband and dog, the Bronco game, the lovely bike ride, the book...
I got up this morning with the house in pretty much the same disarray it was in yesterday morning.
Years ago, I ran a daycare out of our home. I cooked and cleaned every day. Toys were neatly organized in their respective cubbies, children's books and videos arranged nicely. Healthy snacks and lunches were readily available. What happened?
The difference then was that the daycare was my Business. Keeping the house clean and well organized and stocked was my "profession". I had paying clients that expected these things.
I was thinking about that this morning. How I was more motivated to keep the house nice and comfy for "outsiders". Why should things be different than for just the family?
Now that the tutoring schedule has slowed down to a nice zen fountain rather than the fire hose it was for a while there, I've got more time to tend to the hearth. This morning, I gave the kitchen a little TLC - scrubbed some grime, buffed and wiped and dusted.
I even cooked a big batch of these little tortilla things I used to make all the time. I had to go hunting for my whole wheat flour and found it at the bottom of the freezer. It was two years old.
Still, don't expect a total metamorphosis to the neighborhood Martha Stewart. That is definitely not in the cards. If I find her, though, I might invite her over.