I am SO rock n' roll.

I now have a beautifully clean and tidy apartment! Hurrah! Well, mostly… the bathroom is still a bit of a kip, as is the spare room, oh yeah and the hall, but apart from those couple of small little rooms, its pristine! I know I will probably sound a wee bit “Monica” here, but I actually get depressed when my home is messy. As you can probably tell, once most of it is in order, I’m happy again. Lately things had really gotten out of hand; the hubby and myself have been very lazy. Well, lazy in the home that is. We are both incredibly busy in work these days, so when we get home from work its all we can do to make dinner and clean up afterwards. As a result our little home was a complete and utter pigsty. When it gets like that I just don’t know where to begin to get things back in order and it completely freaks me out. I feel like all is wrong with the world and that my life is completely out of control. My hubby will attest to this – he has had to put up with a week of tears and freak outs because of it! In my case a messy home definitely equals a messy head. I’ll admit that I find it incredible and somewhat ridiculous that something like this has such a terrible effect on me. I definitely need to have my surroundings in order before I can get my thoughts in order. I’m the same in work, I can’t get anything done unless I have my desk arranged in an orderly fashion. If its not organised my concentration goes out the window and all I can think about is the things that are out of place. I really need to learn to tidy up properly as I go. My current method is to have 1 great big clean up that takes 2 or 3 days, then not do anything for ages until the place gets completely out of control, follow this with a complete and utter meltdown, then start cleaning again. This is a vicious circle that I must break out of. I’m really trying to keep myself motivated. You know, reading this post back I’m thinking to myself “janey, I have little to be worrying about”, but the funny thing is, I actually have lots of the normal worries and little problems that need my time and attention, I just can’t concentrate on them until the cleaning is done. I shall don the marigolds and tackle the bathroom this evening – I promise!!