Have you ever noticed that it’s easier to get moving when there’s something there to motivate you?
Case in point:
I’ve been looking in my laundry room recently. I mean, looking in there and then turning right back around and walking away. I’ve been hoping for some inspiration to strike me as I darkened its door. I have gone so far as to separate the laundry into its appropriate piles…Towels, darks, lights, etc. Baby steps.
Blah, blah, blah…I know that I rant about my laundry “problem” a lot, but it’s one of my (many) continuing stumbling blocks to domestic happiness. (Question: What part of me thinks that laundry is one of those tasks that you do it once and then you don’t have to do it again for a long time? Answer: The crazy, in denial, delusional, part.)
My laundry room is probably the room in my house that I both love the best, and hate the most. I hate it because it is the room that causes me the most distress and I love it because it really is a great laundry room, as laundry rooms go. It has a nice big closet in there and a tile floor. It has a long rod in there to hang up your “non-dryer” items. It has a sink in there, with some storage both above and below. And it has a toilet.
Herein lies my motivation.
I go “look” in my laundry room this morning for my sports bra, which has been hung up to dry, because it is delicate. (I’m going to make the most of this beautiful day and get out there and get moving. But I’ve got to contain the girls.) So, in my sock feet, I enter the abyss that is the laundry room to retrieve said sports bra, and lo and behold! I step in something wet. Something wet. Hmmmm…
Right near the toilet.
Right near the pile of towels waiting to be washed.
I look at the floor.
I look at the toilet.
For those of you who are squeamish, I won’t go into any great detail. But let me just say, the toilet had overflowed. And, upon examination, for good reason.
Suddenly, I have all the motivation I need to wash some towels and declutter the laundry room. Frankly, I am actually pretty glad I had NOT washed them. Towels are very absorbent, you know.
“The secret of getting ahead is getting started, breaking your complex overwhelming tasks into small manageable tasks and then starting on the first one.” ~Mark Twain
HEAD LICE UPDATE: After allowing a couple of days to pass, and upon thorough examination by the school nurse yesterday, Emma is delared lice-free. Didn’t have to RID X after all–but glad I have lice killing shampoo on hand, just in case! You never know!