Well, I managed to accidentally delete the blog I posted earlier today. Bummer, I'm still figuring out blogger. Apparently delete is permanent, there is no going back. I'll remember that in the future.
I don't want to try to rewrite it because I tried to be clever and make the situation comical but in all honesty it was a bit of a drag. Basically, I was trying to laugh about an unfortunate incident that is a reoccurring part of my daily life. That of living with children who are extremely good at making messes. I don't want to put the wrong image out there, I clean all the time
but my home unfortunately is never clean for long. I don't know how some of you do it. I'd like to know your secrets. After the episode that is pictured below happened, I freaked out and was depressed for a few days after. I honestly feel like a slave so much of the time. Like I am here solely to follow my kids around and clean up after them. I cant live like that but I also cant be happy or calm in a wreck of a house. My home is where I spend most of my time and I feel like my house reflects my inner self. If its orderly and clean I feel empowered, peaceful, and happy. If its messy and cluttered I feel out of control and depressed. Many of you keep spotless homes, please tell me how you do it. I'd really like to know.
This is what my previously clean living room looked like after my kids ate breakfast the other day. This is not typical but an example of how things can get out of hand very quickly. While this was being created upstairs...I was downstairs, cleaning!
I feel like the over-worked, under-paid maid! This is why I call my blog Peace and Pandemonium. Here is a glimpse of the pandemonium.