Saturday Morning Tyrade

 I woke up in a good mood today.  I really did.  I did my normal go-to-the-bathroom thing and then when I walked out, it was like I was seeing my house for the first time.  I must have still been blinded by sleep on my way to the bathroom because when I came out and took a look around, I was a whole, new Mommy. It all started when I sat down to separate the folded laundry into piles.  Being a family of 5 I have to do laundry every day.  If I skip one day of laundry, it is piled up and takes me forever to finish it.  When finished, I carry it all upstairs and then lay it out into 5 different piles.  Once the clothes are all piled up, I have Kanin come put his clothes up and then I put up everyone else's.  I cannot stand this job.  Yes, I understand that it is necessary but it is just so time consuming.  Of all the household chores, laundry is my least favorite.  I think because it is never-ending. While sitting there laying out the laundry, I glanced up into the playroom and, for some reason, I just snapped.  I had had enough.I immediately started yelling at the kids and telling them, "Get in that playroom and start picking up those toys."   I think the commotion startled Scott and he asked what was going on . . . wrong thing to ask.   "I am tired of being the ONLY one who picks up around here.  I can't keep up.  There is no way for me to do the deep-cleaning things like scrub toilets and wash windows when I can't even walk through this house!  I am tired of living like pigs!!!" I'm pretty sure that he would have loved to have just said, "Oh" and roll back over to sleep but I'm also pretty sure that he realized that was not the right answer.  LOL So, he hopped out of bed and helped to clean up and you know what?  It only took about 15 minutes to get that playroom clean.  15 minutes!  It would have taken me 2 hours by myself but 15 minutes with the 3 of us (you can't really count Caleb and Grace because they pretty much make more of a mess). There is still a lot to do . . . laundry, sweeping, mopping, vaccuming, etc. etc but at least I feel like I got help getting it started. I know that one day I will miss all of these little toys, sippy cups, blankets, dolls, cars, Legos, binkys, and diapers laying around everywhere and I try to remind myself of that everyday but sometimes it is hard to believe that I will miss it.  I long for a clean, put-together, nice house.