Monday, August 5, 2019

Company is coming.

I don't know about anyone else, but I use to freak out when I knew anyone was coming over. Maybe I get it from my mother or it’s that social anxiety thing. Company is coming? Que... crazy cleaning lady.  Clean clean clean clean clean...everything. The stress the exhaustion. I truly admire those people who are like eh, I live here, life is busy, let them judge. I just can’t do it. I’ve tried and I think that was worse then the running around in privet cleaning. I will admit more often then not I would just get out boxes and shove things into them to get out of the way while company was here. Then one day after company had left and I groaned at having to find something I needed it clicked. This is stupid. Not because I shouldn’t want to have a clean house, or impress company. This is stupid because it’s not sustainable, it’s not healthy, and it turns me into a miserable person who makes everyone in the house miserable. I would be so exhausted I could hardly enjoy my friends and family when they arrived.

 Stuff=Anxiety
That’s important to know my anxious friends.

and we all know I’ve been trying to respect myself and my triggers.

I don’t do that anymore. I’ve had people drop in last minute all summer and guess what it’s no problem. At this moment I am waiting for company to arrive and I’m not running in circles cleaning.  No more boxes shoved in the other room for this mamma. I haven't done that once in 3 months. My daughter is napping and instead of having to use this precious quit time doing chores. I can type a blog and play on my iPad. (Trying to not use phones and such when she’s around a big push to be present. No she does not get all my attention all the time that’s not healthy for anyone, but that’s a whole different blog that will be along soon)

So the effort was made to figure out what could be done different. As I said in a earlier post de-cluttering “minimalism” has already been a part of our marriage journey. The more stuff we let go of the less stuff we have to take care of...

Stuff=Anxiety

My kitchen is huge and I would say half of the cupboard space is empty. Counter-tops are mostly clear. 3 months ago it was taking me an hour and a half to clean my kitchen (that’s with a dishwasher) but I was determined to go to bed with a clean kitchen and I've done it with out fail for 3 solid months. Now it feels wired to even try to go to bed with it not clean. There have been a couple nights I wasn't feeling well and my amazing husband did it.  It wasn’t fun my husband even teased me about my “favorite pass time” but waking up to a clean space has really changed my life and my mood in the morning. I can enjoy my coffee and not worry about the mess on the other side of the wall I have to clean. I soon realized just taking all that time to clean was helping yes, but I was still miserable. How can I make this take less time? Another round of letting go happened and this one was a little harder but decorations I didn’t love but I did like were removed. Items that I use to use all the time but haven’t in a year or 6 months left. It didn’t matter if they could be seen or not. Things as simple and putting the knives in a drawer and the huge ugly block in the donation bag. The bag of coffee, and a stick of butter use to sit on the counter I bought matching simple ceramic containers to store them in on my counter.  Now if it’s sitting on my counter it is used daily. I’m not a big entertainer so removing extra dishes was easy (less dishes the less could pile up) I realize that doesn't work for normal people. The glory of minimalism is it can be what works for you. I kept enough for a setting of 6. It may drive other people nuts to try to cook in my kitchen but it works for me. I’ve found I’ve wanted for nothing.  A couple of times i have opened the cupboard for a cup and they were all dirty and I was a little annoyed. I just washed a cup and life went on. Last night I timed it without even doing the little bits through the day, the "before bed clean up" took 20 minutes. Just 20. Sustainable.

My kitchen is amazing right now and that’s after making breakfast and lunch for myself and my daughter. With maybe a 5 min clean up after each. Everything has a place, and everything I have is needed and used and loved. (With the exception of the mixing bowls and ceramic cook wear on my new open shelves, those were my grandmothers and they are so special. By letting other things go I now have the space to display them! (Minimalism isn’t about getting rid of EVERYTHING and living out of a backpack, unless of course that's what minimalism looks like for you then go for it. I personally like having a T.V. And a table and books) it’s about sustainability. Reduce and Reuse is focused on more than Recycle.

Stuff=Anxiety
Less stuff=less anxiety.

We have a one year old and only 2 cabinets in our entire house are baby proofed. That’s it. if she gets in any others she might make a mess, or find them empty, but she is safe. I complained the other day my house is to big. I look forward to someday having a smaller space (no I don’t want a tiny house)

Last night I learned company was coming. In that time I've spent no more than 30 min preparing my house for it. That is sustainable, I've maintained this for 3 months and yes I'm not working full time BUT that just means I'm in my house full time. More meals cooked in the kitchen more time spent in the living room...more potential for mess. Other then my daughters toys around which can easily and in less than a minute be placed back into their basket, no messes. Not enough to make a mess so big I can't clean it up. Not so little stuff that we are suffering. My house is my happy place, full of peace, calm, and simplicity. LIFE CHANGING. morning coffee is so relaxing (unless baby girl wake early and even then its not that bad)

Stuff=Anxiety

(other things do as well but this one is one of the few I can actually control that's a freedom in itself.

Is my house spotless, no, its lived in.  It just no longer makes me anxious.

Living life well with less.




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