I’m not a flaming perfectionist. I just like things perfect-ish. That’s what I call it.
Here’s an example of what happened this morning:
My floors are grossly dirty, especially my kitchen floor. I have most of the crumbs and dog hair off of the floor, but it’s diiiirrr-tay. What has been my hold up? Waiting for some time to do it. A chunk of time to devote to floor cleaning. I don’t know about you, but I don’t really have chunks of time to devote to cleaning; and let’s face it, it’s just not taking priority on the things to-do list.
So, this morning the kids were all running around like nutso’s at 6:40 am. What did I do? I filled my bowl with warm water and some Vinegar and got my Norwex rag and just washed the kitchen floor. I didn’t do all of my floors, just the one space. It took me 4 minutes. I’ve never done that before. The baby ran through the wet floor, the dog stole a nutri-grain bar and ate it on the clean floor and another child opened the refrigerator while I was doing this. I just took the rag across where they walked again and then dried them. I now have a clean floor.
What I realized that by just doing this and not waiting for the perfect moment, like a quiet house, a block of time, or a Saturday or what have you, that I can just do it. It certainly wasn’t the perfect timing or the ideal moment but I cleaned a dirty floor and that’s what needed to be done.
So, the next time I say that I just don’t have time, I have to remember that I do have time and it’s not about being perfect it’s about just doing.
But I’m pretty sure I won’t have time to clean out the fridge for a few more weeks…