Because I have nothing better to do...

My house is never clean. It's not that I don't LIKE it clean, on the rare occasions I find it that way I really do enjoy it. I can't even claim that I don't have time to clean it, my kids play nicely together and I make time for other things in my life that I find important. I think my problem has several layers, the first being that cleaning just isn't fun. I like to play with my kids, cook, chat with friends and do all kinds of other things that take up the "cleaning time". I am also a terrible finisher and don't really mind a bit of a mess, but those are different blog posts.

Back to things I think are "fun". I like crafty things, projects that, when finished, stay done. Unlike my laundry or dishes, which have never in my memory ever been totally "done" for any amount of time.

While figuring out how to make my soon-to-be 3 daughters dresses for my soon-to-be-married brother in laws wedding, I came across this site: http://www.oneprettything.com/ This is going to be the death of all cleaning at my house. I now have a list as long as my arm of things I would rather create (dresses, bags, purses, etc...) than clean. Everyone doesn't really need to wear clean undies every day, do they?

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Jennifer McHam said…

Mark says underwear isn't truly dirty until you've worn it on both sides anyway. Ew huh?? ;)

17 August, 2009 07:42

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