Cleanliness Is Next To Godliness

... but in this house there isn't much Godliness.

Just a quick little bloggy, cos I'm conscious of the fact that I haven't blogged for ages.

Today finds me with a rare day at home. I wish I could say I was chilling out and relaxing, but the reality is that I'm running around like an idiot. Colin has gone off this morning to a site job somewhere way up North (no idea where, but it took him 3 1/2 hours to get there, so quite some way), and won't be back until Friday. In the midst of rejoicing (love him, but love him more when he's not here to annoy me) I am trying to get some order into this house.

In my infinite wisdom I invited some friends round for dinner tomorrow. That's no problem, I can cook when I need to. The problem is, the house is an absolute tip. As usual. I have spent a large part of the last three days clearing out the dining room. It's still not perfect, but it does appear that we do indeed have carpet in here. I have thrown out about 10 binbags full of rubbish just from this one room, which should give you an idea of how full of s**t it was. It's looking so much better, but not as perfect as I would like it to be.

So, dining room almost complete (just need to vacuum again and find homes for a couple more things, then put the table back up and clean it. Kitchen done apart from the floor, which needs a damn good clean. Living room half done. Hallway - can't get down it for bags of rubbish waiting to be disposed of. Whole house needs to be vacuumed. Bathroom cleaned to within an inch of its life yesterday. Actually, I have to say, I spent about three hours in the bathroom yesterday ... I am sure that is the best clean it's had since we moved into this house ... seven years ago! Surely I can't be the only one who can't motivate themselves to clean? It's not so much that I don't like cleaning - once I get started it's fine, but it's getting that motivation to start that is the problem. Considering that I hate living in a mess you'd think I'd have that motivation, but you'd be wrong. I think I'm stuck in a vicious cycle - I hate the mess, but because of the depression I don't have the motivation to clean up; living in a mess makes my depression worse, but I still don't have the motivation to clean up .... etc etc etc.

Anyway, hopefully by the time I go to bed tonight my house will be looking so much better and I won't be stressing out all day tomorrow while I'm at work about what still needs to be done. Not bothered about the state of the bedrooms, cos no-one will be going in there to look, and the doors will be firmly shut. Tomorrow I intend to be relatively chilled out. I am being a sensible girlie and am going to prepare as much of tomorrow's dinner as I can tonight, so that I can sit and get drunk with my friends while it cooks tomorrow (there IS method in my madness!)

Speaking of cooking, I need to go shopping in a minute and get all the food in. Ah, I am so looking forward to being the hostess with the mostess tomorrow!

On that note, I'd better get on with it!