I frikkin hate messes. They make my anxiety go haywire and also cause some flashbacks to some negative memories.
I am not the neatest person in the world (much better than I was in my dorm days 😬 ) but I tend to keep a decent house.
Enter kids. And husband. And now dog. Ugh. Messes.
The hubs is actually a really decent housekeeper but very inconsistent. I can get in a good cleaning routine with the kids when the hubs is gone for a bit, but for some reason when all four of us are in the equation, I can’t keep up. I end up shutting myself in a room to stare at my phone or do a puzzle because that means I can’t see the mess.
Vicious cycle of messery.
Tip to help with the mess-driving-anxiety?
I’ve recently been throwing baskets in common kid tornado areas and just throwing all of the crap in the baskets when it gets overwhelming. Every few days I’ll sort through everything that is in there and put it where it belongs, but it saves my sanity a bit. Keeps me calmer with the kids and makes cleanup for me (and the kids) easier.
Highly recommend if you don’t do this already. I’ve cut down the kids toys to building stuff, stuffed animals, and a few other things, but it doesn’t stop G from literally throwing stuff everywhere and driving me nuts.
I need more baskets.
Love others. Love self. Love coffee.
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