I am in stress overload right now as I am in my final month of applying to grad school. I have been prepping for this for three years now, but unfortunately I waited until the last minute to get everything done.
The school is my problem and I seem to have that under control. My studying is going well and I really think I will get the grades I want in my classes and hopefully the score I want on my GRE.
Unfortunately, my house has taken a big hit on my lack of time. My house has been a MESS for a few months. I get the minimum done in order for us to survive like laundry, cooking, and dishes. But when it comes to everything else, I have had to ignore the mess because of my other priorities.
Well, luckily for my house, when I know I have something I have to get done that isn't fun, I tend to avoid it by doing something I have been putting off. And this weekend, that happened to be cleaning my kids' playroom and bedroom. I don't have a before picture for you, because it was BAD. I have a 5 year old and a 7 year old with huge imaginations. My playroom was overtaken by Zhu Zhu pets and Barbies.
I first tried to "pay" my kids to do it themselves on Saturday morning. I told them I would buy them something, and that something would depend on how well they cleaned. My 7 year old got excited and got to work, but unfortunately she cleans as well as a 7 year old can clean.
Sunday morning came and things were not looking good. I woke up sick and didn't want to run. My husband had to get some car stuff done so I told him to go and I was going to "help" the kids clean their playroom.
Well my small break to help them turned into an entire day of cleaning and neurotic Robin came to work. We cleaned those rooms inside and out. We threw out 3 bags of garbage (junk toys), packed up one huge box of toys that are too nice to throw away, and 2 bags of stuffed animals that I can't bear to get rid of but my kids don't use.
I pulled out the mattress to vacuum under, I dusted every last corner, and Bridget, my oldest was right alongside of me the whole time. FINALLY, my kids are useful in cleaning! And, the best part, they appreciated it.
Gabbie is in love with her "made up" bed. She told me it was beautiful and that I am the best bed maker ever. (No, I don't regularly make their beds, bad mommy, I know!)
Bridget loves the order of her playroom and has plans to make labels for the toy bins so that they remember where things go.
5 days later, and everything still looks good as new. This mommy is a semi-relaxed one who is proud of herself for taking time to be a Mom this weekend and not just the studying crazy-lady that my kids are unfortunately getting used to.
And my kids got their bribe...
And they have been busy enjoying their new playroom and keeping it clean.
And I am back to work, for at least a few more days. 5 days until the GRE! And training FINALLY goes back to normal next week. Marathon training, here I come!