In my ongoing project of cleaning out the clutter in my life, I cleaned out the list of 60 something blogs I was following and trimmed it down to less than 30. I pretty much went down the list and if there was anyone I couldn't identify by their blog title, I figured that meant that I wasn't reading them enough so they were out. I started following a bunch of people last year during the SITS spring fling and while I had all the good intentions of keeping up with them, it just didn't happen. The list in my reader was so long, it took me a long time to go through and find the blogs I wanted to read. I was also following one blog about coupons and while I love me some coupons, she posted like 10 times a day so it was taking over and pushing everyone else far down the list. I think that this also might have something to do with the reason why I've avoided opening Blogger in the last few months, so I felt it was time for a change. If any of you that were cut are actual readers of my blog, please let me know. I'm all about support, so I'll be happy to follow you back.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Clearing out the clutter
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Room Clean Up Game
When you have ADD sometimes you have to trick yourself into doing things you don't want to do. We have an overdeveloped sense of procrastination, so by the time we HAVE to do something, like clean our rooms, it's one step away from being condemned.
When I was a kid my mom would send me to my room and tell me that I couldn't come out until it was clean. Wow, thanks for the life sentence there mom.
Here is a little game I made up as a child to help trick myself into cleaning my room.
Write the numbers 1-10 in descending order on the left side of a sheet of paper.
10
9
8
You get the point right?
Then you play.
Start by picking up 10 things. It helps if you make this the 10 BIGGEST things also. Picking up 10 pieces of lint isn't going to make a big dent in it. When you are done put a big check mark next to the number.
Then pick up 9 things. You just got through picking up 10, so 9 is less work. You've done the worst of it. When you are done, put a big check mark next to the number.
Pick up 8 things....
By the time you get down to the bottom of the list, you have actually picked up 55 things. 55 is a big number. 10 is a little number.
If you have a child that struggles with cleaning their room (or if you struggle with cleaning/organizing) try this game to make it a little more fun.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Movies and Moving
My morning started off with getting the kids together and heading for the movie theatre. After lightening my wallet considerably buying tickets, popcorn, candy, and drinks, we saw Bolt. Well actually the little two and I saw Bolt while the oldest and her boyfriend chose Madagascar. Bolt was really cute, and the really great computer animation of Hollywood made me homesick.
Then we came home and I made the little two sort through their boxes in the garage, trying desperately to slim down the crap we are going to have to move in what is now 31 days. This is Tiff sorting her stuff.
Notice how thrilled she looks? She was upset that it was taking so long. Do you also see that she is wearing a baby doll bib, one purple glove, an arm band, a watch, and a bracelet. This was before she put on the headband with two feathery antenae and a purple hair clip. She spent more time playing with the stuff than sorting it. She ended up purging one box of stuff.
Next it was Kimberly's turn. She didn't have as much to start with, and still managed to purge a box as big as Tiff did. I didn't get any pictures, because she was finished rather quickly. I think she may be the only one in the house lacking the pack rat gene.
Tomorrow will be Aimee's turn. She currently has more boxes than both of her sisters put together, but since I know she just packed everything she found into boxes, I'm sure once we remove the candy wrappers, garbage, hangers, and dirty clothes we should reduce her pile by half. That's the goal at least.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Toilet Tuesday
I did so good on Sunday that I gave myself Monday off too. Since the mopping was done and all. Did you remember to mop yesterday? Instead of house cleaning chores yesterday I went shopping. Got some new clothes for my trip this weekend, and new shoes. Oh how I desperately needed new shoes. Yay.
Today is Tuesday and today we are supposed to clean our toilets people. I'll do mine as soon as I get back from work. Which should be in like an hour. Does it count as work if you only do it a couple hours a week? If your last paycheck was $26? Part of me would like a new job, with more hours, more responsibility, and of course, more pay. The other part of me wonders when I would have the time to do that, and doesn't want to get tied down to a rigid work schedule. I kinda like the fact that I can ask for 4 days off and get them without question so I can fly off on a whim to see my hubby. That part of my job rocks.
The first part of me feels like a failure for not finishing my degree and for not having a "career" by this point in my life. The problem with that is I've never been able to decide what I want to do. I've dabbled in a lot of fields, and although there are things I have liked about all of them, there are also things I've hated enough to know that I don't want to spend the rest of my life doing them. Sometimes I'm so jealous of my husband who found a career that he loves and can do every day with happiness. I'm also so very thankful that his career makes enough money for me to continue to be indecisive.
So I'm off to work for a few hours and then I'm cleaning the potties.
Have a great day!!
Sunday, September 21, 2008
I'm giving myself the rest of the day off
I managed to find some energy and mopped. Even though mopping is for Mondays, a Gatorade spill made it impossible for me to wait another day. That doesn't get any of the rest of you off the hook. If you haven't mopped in over a week, tomorrow is mopping day. I also vacuumed (why does that word have two u's in it?) the living room and my room, and washed my bedspread and all the rugs. I think that's enough for today. I get the rest of the day off.
I also made an appointment at the vet for my kitty who has decided the rugs make a much better potty than the cat box. That might be a sign of something bad, so he gets to go to the vet to get checked out. If it turns out that there is nothing wrong with him and he just likes the rugs better then maybe the trip to the vet will disuade him from wanting to keep using the rugs. Not that he is going to understand that's why he went or anything. A girl can hope right?
Should Be Sunday
Today is Sunday. There are lots of things I should be doing. The house has backslid into chaos the last few days, laundry is piling up again, and I need to prepare for the trip I'm taking to Michigan on Friday. Instead, I'm sitting here on the computer. I'm wondering where all my blog friends are, since nobody seems to be updating their blogs either. Maybe they are all busy doing the things they should be doing instead of blogging. Maybe I should take the hint.
I'm rationalizing my procrastination by telling myself that it's really early and I shouldn't even be awake right now. Tiff woke me up early, upset that the tooth fairy didn't come (again). The tooth fairy is a forgettful chick. Sometimes days go by before she shows up. Part of the problem is the fact that she only has a $5 bill in her wallet right now, but mainly she just keeps forgetting. She could scrounge up 4 quarters if she remembered. She has terrible short term memory though.
So for now I'm going to sit here, cruise the internet a little while longer, drink some coffee and try to wake up. Then I will try to do something productive. The painter is supposed to come back today to do some touch ups and if he's done early enough and the house is cleaned up enough, maybe I can treat myself to something fun. I need to get a haircut and a pedicure before my trip on Friday.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Purchasing Sanity
Getting someone else to do stuff you need to do is a wonderful thing. Even if you have to pay them to do it. As you know I've been working hard trying to get my house cleaned up in such a way that I can keep it clean so people who might want to buy it and make me move can come look at it. I've done a pretty good job, but I'm exhausted and want to cry. There is still much to do. One thing is to finish painting the hallway and repaint a wall in my daughter's room which kinda got painted purple without the landlords permission. I know how to paint. I have all the painting supplies. Do I have the will and the energy to do it? No. So I hired someone. Ha! Usually I hate to hire anyone to do something that I know how to do. Why should I pay someone if I can do it myself for free? This time though, my sanity is worth the money. Soooo worth it. He will be here in a couple hours. I'm absolutely giddy.
What I am doing today is laundry. None got done over the weekend and I was running out of undies. The kids might need clothes to wear to school too. My dear friend Beth grounded herself the other day because of her terrible housekeeping skills so in her honor I declare it to be Washing Machine Wednesday and order all of you to do a load of laundry, or two. I'll try to figure out other catchy names for the other days of the week too, like how about Mopping Monday? Except my floor really needs mopped, I don't think I can wait until next Monday. Oooh, Toilet Tuesdays! Ok, that's all I've got for now.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Saturday clean up
Today there wasn't much cleaning to do. Why you ask? Because I did it all on Thursday and Friday. At least I got all the main rooms and bathrooms clean. Today we had all our Girl Scouts over to my house to learn about other countries for Thinking Day. It was fun. I did Ireland and made some corned beef and cabbage for the girls to try. How yummy. I was thinking about posting the recipe on Monday, but I think I'll wait until closer to St. Patrick's Day. In case you didn't know, I'm Irish, and St. Patrick's day is my favorite holiday after Christmas and my birthday and only because those come with presents. We didn't quite get the girls rooms cleaned, so we shut their doors. After the Girl Scouts left, my girls were sent back to work on their rooms. It's now dinner time and two out of three are fairly clean. It will be really nice if they can get it done so we can relax tomorrow.
Labels: cleaning
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Happy Saturday
It's Saturday, and around here Saturdays are the day we try to make our house look less like a dump and more like a home. During the week, everything seems to slide as we are rushing to school, getting homework done, making dinner, and going to activities. Now that my oldest is doing cheer, we get home an hour and a half later than before. Add to that the fact that I can only do laundry or run the dishwasher after 9 pm or on weekends, and you can see why things back up. It was one seriously sick individual that decided it would be a good idea to give people a break on their electric bill if they used it in the middle of the night.
I woke up this morning to a sink full of dirty dishes and a weeks worth of laundry on my living room floor. I've done the dishes, and am about to start on the laundry. I'll probably do 10 loads of laundry today. Luckily for me my hubby vaccumed the living room and cleaned it a couple days ago so that's one less thing I need to do. The kids have one job today, get their rooms picked up enough that I can vaccum in there without sucking up Polly Pocket shoes. They are currently playing.
My middle one decided this morning to assign more chores to everyone. She made a list for herself and her sisters that included taking the trash out, cleaning the bathroom, and cleaning the living room (the one that daddy already cleaned. clever eh?). Needless to say, she wasn't very popular with the other two. They were all in here yelling that I had told them to just clean their rooms, and she wasn't the boss of them, etc. I had to explain to her that while I appreciated her enthusiasm about Saturday chore day, that I'd just be really happy if she could clean her room.
Labels: cleaning
Monday, January 7, 2008
The Only Way to Eat an Elephant....
It seems completely nonsensical, on one hand my daughter needs everything structured. She needs to follow the same predictable pattern, day in, day out. She experiences a great deal of anxiety if plans are changed or if she isn’t given ample warning about a transition to a different activity. On the other hand, her room and her desk at school look like a tornado just ripped through. She has trouble finding the things she needs or wants. This causes her a great deal of frustration, and you would think that it would motivate her to keep things organized, but it doesn’t. (Or maybe it does, but she lacks the ability to act on that motivation). These two traits, the absolute need for order and the inability to create that order for oneself are both classic traits of ADD.
“So” you are asking “Am I destined to spend the rest of my life cleaning up after my ADD child?” The short answer is No, but (and you knew there was a but, right?) it’s not going to be easy. Here are my hints, and what I have found helps my daughter.
First, it helps if you can lower your expectations. Your ADD child is probably never going to be super organized or tidy. I can tell you this with certainty because I am an adult with ADD and I still struggle with these tasks. Your child is already dealing with self esteem issues because he/she can’t live up to the expectations of the school system. Don’t set him/her up to fail at home by not being able to live up to your cleanliness expectations too.
Second, get in and help. If it looks like a tornado just hit, there is no way your ADD child is going to be able to tackle it alone. There are two factors here, one it is overwhelming. If it’s too messy the ADD child doesn’t know where to start. Should he pick up the blocks first, or put the airplanes away? If there are too many choices, the ADD child will choose nothing. The other factor is what I call “Look something shiny”, in other words, ADD kids are easily distracted. Your child may pick up a couple airplanes, but by the third one he forgets he was cleaning and starts playing. Both of these things can be helped by having someone else in the room. You don’t have to do it for him, just help keep him encouraged and on track. Help your child get it clean, and then work towards maintaining that clean.
Third, make it easy. Break down the job into simple tasks. I have a chart on my daughter’s wall to help her remember the steps to cleaning her room. There are only 4 steps. First, she is supposed to pick up her dirty clothes. Second, pick up any trash. Third, put books on the bookshelf. Fourth, put toys in the toy box. Pretty much anything that is messing up her room falls into one of these four categories. By starting with the dirty clothes and the trash, we make the most visible improvement first. She can see her progress after just a few minutes. This makes it seem less overwhelming.
Fourth, make it routine. The last part is to make a habit out of picking up so the room doesn’t get back to tornado status. If it is picked up daily, there isn’t as much as if it is neglected for a week. My daughter has another chart on her wall with routines for the morning and before bed. She has 5 minutes in the evening to pick up her room before bed. This is plenty of time for her to pick up a day’s worth of clothes, trash, books, and toys.
It doesn’t always go according to plan. There are times when her room still looks like a tornado hit. About once every three months I have to go back in and help her get it all organized again, but little by little she is learning that she can clean her own room. It’s just like eating an elephant, one bite at a time.