Yeah that's right, I said it. And I don't necessarily like doing chores. In fact, I downright hated them. But lately, I don't know what it is...maybe I am becoming comfortable in my own skin...maybe I don't want to turn out like those people on Hoarders, but I am in a real cleaning fix.
Since being off the antidepressants I am more energized to do such things as clean the kitchen and bathroom. {Hubby has the living room and dining area.} I love my house being clean and tidy for if I have people over and whatnot. Now, mind you my room looks like a tornado hit it but that's because my room is merely a place to sleep in. And the baby sleeps in our room until we upgrade to a 2 bedroom in April and so it's definitely not the way I want it. But I figure that if I can keep up with the parts of the house people see and are in for the most part than I am doing pretty good.
My favorite place to clean would have to be the kitchen. Something about it being a woman's domain mixed with the place most people see just gives me more stamina to clean it on a regular basis. Best thing? Hubs has seen me make an effort and is helping me out by cleaning his areas and helping me with mine from time to time.
I think the worst thing for me is the whole allowing my place to get as awful as the places on television with the cockroaches and dead kittens littering the spaces in their homes that the trash and such don't reach. I will not raise my children in someplace like that.
So below is my masterpieces, the kitchen and the bathroom. I am quite happy with it.
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