Life, not cleaning, happens.

I had this magnet forever. I loved it. But the munchkins played with everything on the fridge and now I fear it's in the black hole also known as BEHIND THE FRIDGE.  So when the day comes that we might have to move again, I'll probably find it.  But the magnet always made me smile. It cracked me up. It also kept it real for me.

Yesterday I planned on a "tidy day" to get back up to speed and get the house in a bit better shape. I started the day with great intentions, really I did.  But then I had to call BigBoy's school about switching busses to one that goes right past our house. (Now I get 20 extra minutes in the morning and don't have to show my face in public to anyone except the bus driver! I see sweat pants in my very near future.)  And then I remembered Sassy needed to do her self portrait for pre-school orientation which was THAT NIGHT.  Which then meant we had sequence, buttons and silk rose petals all over the freshly swept and mopped floor.

And then I got motivated again and found a mouse party going on in the kitchen.  So I quickly found myself dealing with three mice without BigDaddy to help-- because of course he had his first match of the season. of course.  I did get some stuff done, mainly the kitchen during random bursts.  And then I checked out flylady again, because I like to torture myself. But come on! Her "Home Blessing" takes an hour and you spend 10 minutes doing each major task. From the website:

The Weekly Home Blessing hour is the time FlyLady spends slipshod cleaning her home. No detailed cleaning required; vacuum the middle of the floors only!

FlyLady sets her timer for 10 minutes to work on each of 7 tasks:
Vacuum
Dust
Mop
Polish Mirrors and Doors
Purge magazines
Change Sheets
Empty all trash

This takes approximately one hour; some tasks take less than 10 minutes.

Wait, 10 minutes to mop? Seriously? And sorry, but didn't see "sweep" as part of the Blessing and I don't know about you, but I need to sweep my floor before I can mop it. And I need to clean the counter tops before I can sweep the floor... hmmm.

So my Blessing "Hour" actually took me all day. And I only got my kitchen done, because, uh, well, real life stepped in.  I had to find the camera cord for BigDaddy's video camera, and talk to the school about our gutters being fixed, and throw in making breakfast, lunch, dinner, snack, snack, snack, snack and then fill out all the forms I forgot I needed done for orientation...  OH, and then after that I went to get Sassy's birth certificate I realized it's gone MIA. Geez, did I even order it in my foggy mama-to-a-newborn-coma?

So you see my Blessing Hour wasn't happening, because all around me, LIFE was happening.  And if it means I needed to stop and play with Sassy and check out her new moves to Dirty Dancing- Havana Nights (flamingo leg kick, twirl) or to glue sequence on her self portrait cut-out ("parkley hair,") then so be it.

Sorry FlyLady, I think I need to break my stalker habit with you.  I'm filing a self imposed restraining order. Until further notice, this FlyBaby is on hiatus.