In our house, cleaning inevitably ends up making a much bigger mess…for the moment. Maybe it is that I take on too much at a time. Maybe we don’t work fast enough. Maybe, maybe, maybe. Honestly, it doesn’t much matter why when your house is in chaos.
We moved into our house just about one year ago, and when that one year mark was approaching I started to think about all the plans I had for the house. All the things I thought that by now I would have accomplished. See there is that word plan again. I should have known when I was planning, plans almost never seem to come out just as we picture them, at least in our house. Anyways, one of the plans I had for our little house was to have a relaxing Master Bedroom. Oh we had a Master Bedroom, but relaxing was FAR from it. Honestly, it had become the dumping ground for everything we didn’t know what to do with. The clean laundry needing to be folded, the books we didn’t know where to store, the broken toys we “someday” would fix, the solo winter glove waiting for its match, the little trinkets from our childhood, and on and on. So I talked it over with Hubby and we made a “plan” to tackle the bedroom over the weekend.
I, of course, was envisioning the room sparkling from top to bottom, our bed neatly made with lots of pretty, fluffy pillows perfectly placed, and the floor open with space to dance. When the weekend came around, I got right to work moving just about everything small enough to carry out of the room while hubby took the kiddos to a birthday party. My “plan” was to empty the room, and only bring back in what we really wanted and needed. By the time I got everything out that I could carry it was time to start working on making dinner. And there lay the problem, or should I say chaos. I had just moved everything out of our bedroom and into the kitchen. Now what was I suppose to do! Ah, take a deep breath and move everything I just moved into a neater pile so I could manage making dinner around the mountain of a pile, and I would get to sorting through everything later.
Hubby arrived home with the kiddos, dinner came and went and guess what…I was tired and it was getting late. There was no way that we would be able to get through all the stuff I moved before bed. On the plus side, we had managed to get the floor picked up, the carpet vacuumed, the bed moved, sheets washed, and the bed re-made. I even made time to scatter our decorative pillows on our bed, all before going to bed. When I stood back and looked at what we had accomplished I was just beaming with delight. Our bedroom was so open. I could see that relaxing was almost touchable…just don’t turn around and head toward the kitchen.
Here we are two days later and I still have a bit of a pile left in the kitchen. I have to say that our bedroom however, is looking more relaxing every day. It is amazing how what looked like a manageable mess turned out to be a mammoth undertaking. We have found so many things that we honestly had forgotten about, and others that made us stop and remember. The moments when we could sit down with our kids and share an old photo and its story . When we could pass down precious childhood belongings to another generation who eagerly wants to treasure them as much as we did. Those are the moments to treasure. Those are the moments that make the chaos all worth while. So from here the “plan” is to finish finding the kitchen.
Have you ever taken on a task too big to handle? How did you handle the chaos? Join in the conversation and comment below, I’m listening.