~Breaking Point~

I used to have someone (or ones) come to our house once a month to help me do a real cleaning. And they would help fold the mounds of laundry and yada yada yada..... It was not like I deserved to have some maid come to my house but realistically... I flippen hate some house work.

I have never ever dusted the blinds in our house.

I have never done the baseboards in our house... (One mouthy child has but not me.)

I seriously hate hands and knees floor scrubbing because let's face it, the pins and plates in my back do not accommodate this type of positioning!

With football practice and games every 45 seconds I can't wash the dishes let alone clean the 4 bathrooms this house has.

Then there is the laundry. Jax is going through a minimum of 4 pairs of chonies a day... on football days, which turns into 20 pairs just from him alone, per week. With workouts and work changes and whatever the heck else Tommy changes his clothes for on a daily basis, he is adding up to at least 3-4 clothing changes a day as well. (And I was worried about my girl) So screw the laundry. That just sits in clean piles in their bins until all hell breaks loose when they can't find something but have refused to put their stuff away.

Now the outside work.... that I enjoy. I have always loved the watering. I zone out and nothing on earth matters except the water and the plants. My kids have been told, "That is Mommy's time out. Don't go near her when she is watering. It is highly probable that you will get hurt!"

At any rate... I got tired of spinning my wheels to get absolutely nowhere with this house. I need for the kids to be gone for a minimum of 5 days straight (Hahaha that is funny huh?) to purge all of their things and not have to listen to the high pitched whine of "But Mom I love that and I can't donate it or you can't sell it." Even though it has been under Pudgie's bed for 2 years and no one has seen it since no one goes into that tomb....EVER!!!!

So today I brought in my friend and more/most importantly..... CLEANING lady. Blinds are getting dusted, baseboard are getting cleaned, stuff is getting accomplished.. Well, except for the fact that I am blogging.

But for my own sanity, she is here and I don't have to worry about the piddly stuff that stops me from doing the more important tasks. I have a ton of things to get out and get ready for a garage sale/donation party... and now I don't have to worry about mopping the floor or how disgusting the ceiling fan blades are anymore....SCORE!