Messy Mom Mondays: Dirty dishes, messy drawers, and clean laundry, oh my!

"Why are you taking pictures of our dirty house??" B asked, incredulously, as I snapped a few pics on my way out the door today.

I wanted to explain that some of us were showing solidarity and not pretending that we were perfectly neat, tidy, and put-together moms on Messy Mom Mondays.

I wanted to rave about how much I already loved Jess and Brittany but now I adore them even more because of Messy Mom Mondays.

I wanted to tell him a million more things. But, as you can see from the time on the clock, I was running late, as usual. So I told him I'd explain later, even though, let's be honest, I probably won't. He won't get it.

Behold, first and foremost, my kitchen. Honest to goodness, this is the way I left it. I literally snapped these pics with my phone as I was walking out the door.

I'm not sure what my favorite part of this picture is. Maybe the textbooks, waiting to come to work with me? Or the pj's that my mom bought G, that not only have not been washed yet but have also not even made it into the hamper? Or the freeze-dried strawberries and box of coconut milk which needed to go in the pantry, just a few feet away? Or the plethora of other crap? It's a tough choice.

Ahhhh, the dishes in the sink. These are a result of clean dishes in the dishwasher, and the fact that with two children, we go through that many dishes. The dishwasher is busting at the seams with clean dishes. And of course I didn't have time to empty it and/or refill it this morning. Superwoman I am not.

So that's the sight that awaits me when I walk in the door this afternoon. Awesome. Only not so much.

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And if the messy kitchen wasn't enough, how about two bonus shots of my bedroom? You in?

This is the inside of my top nightstand drawer. I've almost turned into my grandma...her drawer was filled with meds too. I'm just missing the candy but if I'm being honest (and I should...it is MMM), there were gummy Lifesavers in there just last week. Call me Joan.

But that's not all....




Our bed never gets made. The laundry never gets truly caught up. This picture was taken last night, but those baskets of clothes are currently just sitting on the floor. They didn't get done. There's a possibility that they might, tonight, since I'll be sitting in there watching The Bachelor (oh yes, I just admitted that too) but then again, they may not.

Thanks, Jess, and Britt, for letting me air my dirty clean laundry and helping me make hundreds of other women feel better about their own houses. I'm not perfect. I'm not even close. I'm kind and I'm creative and I'm intelligent, but I'm human. And I love being able to proclaim that that's okay.

Namas-freakin'-te'.

Messy Mom Mondays Take One

I saw the Messy Mom Monday posts hosted by my girls Jess and Brittany today and I thought that I could ROCK this linkup. If they thought their houses were messy, I'd help a sister out and show them the disgustingness that was my crib.

And cringing, I took some pics. Nervously, sure I'd lose followers if I posted them, I e-mailed them to myself.

By some stroke of (good?) (bad?) luck, when I checked my email, they didn't send correctly. And I deleted them as I sent them. But I promise you they were doozies.

I'm talking pics of the highchair in our bedroom because I stuck G in there so I could get a shower.

And a big bag of toys that have been sitting on a kitchen chair for a month, waiting to donate them to our church's nursery.

There was a picture of our unmade bed with two baskets of unfolded laundry on it.

Dishes in the sink. An applesauce container on the counter. A cluttered kitchen table. While I'm not dirty, I am supah messy. Always have been, always will be. It does get to the point that it bothers me, like today. But I am just so stinkin' disorganized that I can't even pretend to be one of those bloggers with a perfect house, even for a day. Sigh.

Fortunately for you I got a few pictures to prove it....

This is my dresser. These books have been sitting there for a week because I keep forgetting to bring them to work. The water bottle should have made its way to the kitchen but I guarantee I got distracted by something shiny. The makeup has its own story behind it, also ADD-related.

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My bathroom sink. I have the ever present bobby pins, a foot file that G stole out of my shower, an overflowing trash can, my favorite necklace that I took off last night, and more. Lucky for you, this shot doesn't show the dirty clothes on the floor.



Ah, the piece de resistance. My lovely, pretending to be organized space saver. Nice, huh? Oh yes, we live like that.

Well, LIVED. I was off work today and I completed four huge organizational tasks. I cleaned out my craft corner in the basement. That would have been a shocking before/after photo post. Holy cow, was that a mess. I am very grateful to the kind stranger at Hobby Lobby who gave me a 40% off coupon, enabling me to buy an organization system. My husband told me he got all tingly when he saw it. The man is a sucker for organization.

I also cleaned out and reorganized our hall closet, as well as my top nightstand drawer, which each deserve their own posts.

And before you start thinking I'm knocked up again, just don't. I know for sure that I'm not. I am here to tell you that having three weeks to get your house on the market will send you into an even more powerful nesting mode than when you have a giant belly. Trust me.

But the biggest organization I did today? Remember that nasty space saver that I cannot believe I posted? Check it out now.

Voila!

If this didn't make you feel good enough about your own home, just wait till next week when I plan to blog my classroom/desk/workspace. Messy doesn't begin to describe it.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have more organizing to do.

Namaste.