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14 December 2010 @ 09:04 pm
modest dreams  

I have a modest dream of getting the goddamned house clean. Mopping the entryway has been on my list of things to do since we moved in here. I fear it’s still going to be on the list when we leave. I said to my mother, in some despair, that I just didn’t see how people had a baby and a job and kept the house. She said she thought people who did that hired somebody to look after the baby and somebody else to clean the house.

That kinda made me feel better, actually. :)

Seriously, I got the perishables put away when the grocery man came. My life is such that I’m considering that an accomplishment. Also I’ve gotten a lot of laundry done and the front room is clean. The front room is the only room I ever get clean. Sometimes the kitchen gets clean, but that lasts even less time than the clean front room. She said, as she went to try to clean the kitchen.

(x-posted from the essential kit)
Childlightchildlight on December 14th, 2010 08:22 pm (UTC)
Some of use can't afford to hire someone. I am happy if I get the laundry,dishes and litter box done each day. When I try to sweep the toddler tried to help me and he just makes a bigger mess. Last year for Christmas my mom cleaned my house for me as a gift. It was the best thing I have received in years!!!! And I still don't know how she got my stove so clean...and she won't tell me her secrets!
Xixpioti on December 15th, 2010 05:10 am (UTC)
Every time I try to sweep the kitchen, my 2yo son steals the mop and won't give it back. o.O
desperancedesperance on December 15th, 2010 05:48 pm (UTC)
May I borrow him? Every time I sweep the kitchen, I ache for someone to do exactly this...
Geek of Weird Shitgows on December 14th, 2010 08:29 pm (UTC)
I have those same dreams. My spring cleaning list is still up on the fridge.

Sadly, I don't even have a young infant to prevent me from reaching those goals. *headdesk*
mevennenmevennen on December 14th, 2010 08:37 pm (UTC)
Same here. Can't afford a cleaner and am working all the hours god sends to pay the mortgage. One of the cats has, yet again, peed on the carpet. The little carpet cleaner goes only so far. I'm sitting here in an overcoat, in a freezing (no heating), stinking house and am ever so slightly light on Christmas cheer.
silkiemom on December 14th, 2010 11:32 pm (UTC)
Years ago, my sister said she'd made a list of 10 things she wanted to accomplish before she turned 31 years old. (That gave her about a year and a half.) Go to Europe, go mountain biking, learn to play jazz piano, run a marathon, start learning a foreign language, finish crocheting a blanket she was working on...and a few other things. She suggested that I could have a list of stuff that I wanted to accomplish.

"Mop my kitchen."

"No, no, I meant something that you would do in the next year and a half."

"Mop my kitchen."

I mopped my kitchen *three* times in the next year. She only did three things on her list. I can't believe that I was actually smug about that. :)

Rovandarovanda on December 14th, 2010 11:38 pm (UTC)
I'm glad I'm not the only one who can't keep the house clean... though I only have job and writing and job-hunting eating up my time, not baby.

I count it a success if I get the laundry washed and dried and a load of dishes done before the end of the weekend. I'd be sunk without a dishwasher.
Patricia: RatherBeWritingposeiwriting on December 15th, 2010 01:34 am (UTC)
As much as it causes a mass panic in my house it's great when we have guests because sadly it's the only time things get really cleaned up (and even then it's only the areas that will be "seen"). With both myself and my husband working full-time, our two kids, and writing... cleaning is just too far down the to-do list for us to get to it before we go collapse exhaustedly into bed at night.

The living room is usually the one I can manage to get done and maybe the kitchen if I really push myself. LOL. That sounds so sad. I'm so happy to hear it's not just me. :)
Xixpioti on December 15th, 2010 05:08 am (UTC)
*big eyes* Did you actually get the laundry folded, too? I've got two loads sitting in the living room. Mopping the floor... oh, right, that's what I do when the kids have a truly heinous spill that can't be picked up with a paper towel.

Never fear, it gets worse. *beam* My husband can't understand why our children won't clean up after themselves; I don't think he fully appreciates how a 2yo and a 4yo think. They are learning, mainly because I'm making them learn how to put their toys away. (I bribe them with movies. :D)
kitmizkit on December 15th, 2010 12:31 pm (UTC)
Folding the laundry's not usually my problem. Putting it *away*, though...
desperancedesperance on December 15th, 2010 05:50 pm (UTC)
Laundry folds? (Me, I heap the laundry. In convenient piles. Convenient for cats, that is.)
The Green Knight: Ordnunggreen_knight on December 15th, 2010 12:33 pm (UTC)
If you're keeping on top of dirt, doing time-sensitive tasks (like putting groceries away before they spoil) immediately, *and* look after a kid while not neglecting your day job?

You're totally made of win.

Everything else - having a _tidy_ home,, becoming an amazingly accomplished person, being an activist/volunteer on behalf of other people... that's more of a pipe dream.

At least that's what life is like for me. I clean my kitchen counters by moving everything to the side, wiping, drying, and putting things back - and have done for years - but as long as I know that it's not messy, clutter doesn't distrub me. It tells you something that I have this icon...

One day...

(As if. If I have spare time, I'm going to use it for nicer things.)
desperancedesperance on December 15th, 2010 05:52 pm (UTC)
This wouldn't be the time to tell you about my mother, would it? (Raising four difficult kids on her own, while holding down a part-time job and keeping house. And that would be an old Victorian house with no conveniences: no washing machine, eg, all laundry to be done by hand...)

She is extraordinary, my mother. And ninety years old and still going strong.
kitmizkit on December 15th, 2010 05:55 pm (UTC)
Either that or it's exactly the right time to tell me about your mother. She sounds magnificent!
desperancedesperance on December 15th, 2010 06:01 pm (UTC)
Also teeny-tiny. You've met me; now consider my mother, who was only ever five foot tall and is shrinking significantly now. I have much to feel guilty about, and it starts with my having been a ten-pound baby...