getting it together

I have posted several times about getting a handle on this hurricane called the Wilson household. Six people living under one roof, four being kids, is hard work. For so long I have been frustrated and have let so many things go. Tired of saying the same things over and over again. "Pick up your toys, clothes, dishes...trash!" Most of that falling on deaf ears until I am screaming at the top of my lungs. Then me defeated and just doing it myself. They broke me. Big Time!

Well, I am here to say, "No more!" This mama has turned a new leaf and it ain't going to be pretty...at first. I am picking myself up, dusting off, and laying down the law. Yes, you are probably thinking that it is long over due. Heck, I know it is. But as the saying goes...better late than never. I can be honest with all of you when I say that I had given up for so long. I had no idea what to do or how to get it together. Now I know:)

Our house got a thorough cleaning the weekend before last because I just couldn't take it any more. My husband deserves a clean house to come home to after a long day at work. I deserve not to work myself to death to have every thing I accomplished be destroyed after only an hour or two. My kids deserve to learn some responsibilities and appreciation for what they have.

So everyone has their own chores to do and items are picked up before bedtime. No longer am I the only one doing laundry or sweeping the floor. You make a mess...you clean it up. A good friend of mine had a great idea. She does it with her kids. I think my kids are the messiest eaters on this planet. It never fails that there is some spill on the floor after a meal. Multiple that by the three kids sitting there...yea...frustration level up.

Well, she said to give each of them an old toothbrush and spray the floor and tell 'em to get to work cleaning. Great idea. So that has been something we have been doing. Grape juice was spilled earlier and the twins were in trouble....I'm not going into details...but that was part of their punishment. Clean the floor *wherever there were spots* with toothbrushes. (I'm not that cruel to make them do the entire floor)So we are gradually getting some kind of order to this chaos over here.

I am hope full and encouraged...now I just need some accountability to keep it up.