Confessions of a bad maid
In general, I’m a really organized person. I love event planning, schedules, calendars, and the like. So, you’d think that with all of this, I’d have a clean and organized house. Wrong. We don’t live in a pig sty and you won’t find our house on Hoarders, but with two preschoolers in the house, you can imagine the places we find things around here. There’s always a stray art supply hanging out somewhere or a fire truck or ambulance parked in obscure places. Like most normal people in the world, our home is not Pinterest perfect. In fact, I often feel anxious because things are so cluttered around here. And since I love a good plan and schedule, I finally created a cleaning schedule. For some reason, unless it’s all written out right in front of my face, I am so overwhelmed by the daunting task of regularly keeping my entire house clean and I end up doing nothing at all.
I hesitated as I posted this on Facebook the other week…
I hesitated because it’s probably not normal to have assigned chores each day when you’re thirty years old. When you’re 10? Sure. But y’all have to understand. It won’t happen if I don’t put it in writing in front of my face. I NEED to be told what to do and when to do it when it comes to scrubbing bathtubs and mopping floors. And then, apparently that status piqued some interest. So, at the request of a few friends, I present to you…
My cleaning schedule.
Daily and weekly cleaning schedule (in a pdf, if you want to print in a regular size)
A little explanation now. We tend to have more lights than darks, so it gets listed on two days. I posted a schedule almost just like this one awhile back, but schedules change with different seasons of life, so the cleaning schedule gets adjusted too. So, even though Thursday seems like a random day off, there’s purpose behind it. I wanted to have the weekend off from most everything (and I definitely wanted Sundays off), so I worked it to show that. I do all of the ironing at once. Too many times we’ve woken up late or needed something from the closet immediately and it looked like it had been sitting balled up in the corner of the room for the past month. Now I iron when it comes out of the wash. Call me strange. It’s okay.
I think that’s it! How do you tackle your cleaning? Got any tips??