Life as a Neat Freak

Having guests over has carded me to realize how much of a neat freak I can be. I've always known that I have some OCD tendencies like how I can't stand an unfolded blanket that isn't being used. However after having so many people over since Nate has been born, I realized I really hate messes.

I realize that life is messy, nothing is ever picture perfect or goes perfectly. But one thing I can control is how clean my house is. Yes I have children who constantly make messes, but Tacy is pretty good at cleaning up downstairs at least and I can choose her bedroom door. Haha I do find that I get tired of waiting for her or Brad to pick something up and well just do it for them. It's bad, I just have no patience sometimes. And when I'm mad or frustrated, cleaning helps, so I'll clean the bathrooms, scrub the kitchen, sweep, clean baseboards....and Brad tells Tacy to just stay out if my way.

The other day I was looking for something and ended up cleaning out/organizing 4 bins and my bedside table. It felt good to get rid of junk and feel more organized.

My inner neat freak was so bad this Christmas that the tree was out tree door two days after Christmas (I usually insist on keeping it up until January). With the new track for Mate's hot wheels taking up half our living room, I was tired of stumbling over it in the nudge if the night. Since the hot wheels helps to put Nate to sleep when we are desperate, the track stays and the tree was out. Haha that is a testament to our desperation!

Now my room is not perfect by anymeans, but I'm hopeful that when we move we don't have to have so much stuff packed into our room. Also don't check my tub or fridge because I've always hated to clean tubs and fridges! Haha I'm just trying to accept my neat freak self and keep a level head with all the craziness of living in a home with more people then myself. That's why on instagram I'm always posting my kids, we aren't perfect and I don't attempt to stage anything. I just have my crazy family who I always love (although we don't always like each other) and want to remember the craziness.