I can't put my finger on it. Something has changed. Once again, I'm losing steam. I've learned that, much as in my experience with my children, just as you get into a really good groove, something changes--a new found ability to crawl, climb, or walk, the ability to suddenly reach higher drawers, an incoming tooth, a bad cold, potty training--and things get thrown out of whack. My maintaining is out of whack. I'm not sure why. A busy week? My husband out of town for a few days? The sweltering heat and humidity? New planting and gardening projects? A renewed commitment to exercise? An increasingly alert (and therefore demanding) baby? I know that those really aren't good excuses. I had free time this week. I read an entire magazine in one sitting, people! So am I just tiring of the tedium that is housekeeping? After all, it's one of the things that really is never ending. I guess the key to to just take it one day at a time. Is it bad that I'm comparing housekeeping to overcoming addiction? Huh. Is there a 12-step program for laziness?
How do you all stay motivated to keep it up day after day? Ideally a clean house (or at the very least, clean countertops) would be reward enough, and initially it was. But I'm slipping.
On the positive side, I did get my final bathroom drawer cleaned out this week. After photo to come. Granted, this blog is the ONLY reason I cleaned that drawer. Whatever works, right?
Oh, and I prettified the blog. Just more proof of my procrastination. Uff.
UPDATE: After posting this entry, I looked around at my messy place and immedately started shopping online for a new swimsuit. What do you do when you want to procrastinate?