You know the thing that irritates me most about life? The fact that I can never, ever get completely caught-up with my housework.
I'm a mark-it-off-the-list-feel-a-sense-of-accomplishment kinda gal.
For every item I mark off, there are 10 more waiting.
This morning I cleaned for about 3 hours and there was still several hours worth of work to be done. So we went out and I came home and cleaned for another hour.
There is still so much to be done.
If I get all the laundry done, I think, "hmmm...should I wash the sheets or shower curtains?"
If I get the whole house clean, I look at the windows and see fingerprints.
If I get the carpet cleaned, I look at the couch and see a stain.
If I have the entire house spotless by outward appearance, I think of all the messy drawers that need organizing!
If those drawers were organized, I'd probably look at the woodwork and think, "boy that looks nasty!"
There are cobwebs to be vacuumed (our house is very dusty), mirrors to be shined, junk to be thrown out, mail to go through, appointments to make, clothes, always clothes to wash, towels to fold.
Tell me...do you feel this way? Has there ever been a time when you had EVERYTHING done?