A couple of years ago I posted a photo of laundry mountain in a mommy group. It was a pile of clean laundry that went from 2 laundry baskets on the floor, stabilized by my back door and reached all the way to the ceiling.
I only had 3 kids at this time and wasn’t cloth diapering (hurray for easy to potty train toddlers), so it really was only clothes, towels and the occasional pillow. My kids drawers were empty and so were all of the closets. I’ll freely admit this was a dark dark time. Shortly afterwards I ended up on bed rest due to pre-term labor with my fourth kiddo. Which was the start of the lowest of the low in my housekeeping career
Don’t get me wrong I’m never been the best housekeeper. I could send my kids away for a month and do nothing but declutter, deep clean and organize and I would STILL have messes in my home. It’s embarrassing, but it’s also life.
I’ve also tried systems to keep my home neat, FlyLady works for a lot of people, she tells you to get dressed to shoes and shine your sink. It wasn’t really for me. I felt like I was too young for it to be valid, I couldn’t relate to the community.
The next system I tried was a app for your home called unf*k your habitat. This was a little edgier but it didn’t really focus on a routine to keep things nice, it gave you projects your could do in a certain amount of free time. This would be great if I didn’t have laundry mountains, a counter full of dishes and floors that crunched when I walked on them.
Next I started listening to the A Slob Comes Clean podcast. Dana aka Nony, reached inside my head and truly spoke my heart. She understood ‘clutter’ on my level. I found her blog website as well. Her ebook 28 Days to Hope for Your Home, pretty much saved my bacon. I’m not going to lie, my house is still trashed throughout the month, but most days I don’t feel like crying if I open the door and say hey to someone.
One of her tips, that I refused to follow for months, and months and months. Was to fold the laundry straight out of the dryer, don’t hide it in a laundry basket, or toss it in your folding spot on the couch. Pull it out and fold it and put it in whomevers pile (J and I both get our own pile but the boys clothes go in their own and the girls get their own as well.) I’ll then put J’s stuff on top of his dresser (he doesn’t hang anything and I don’t have time or space to put it away) mine on my side of the bed. The girls goes in their laundry basket and so does the boys and it’s their responsibility to put it in their drawers.
We’re still working on the last step.
Yeah, folding laundry straight out of the dryer instead of playing the transfer game is my secret. I resisted, I resisted hard. It changed my life.
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