Cleaning

I will start out saying that I am a person who actually enjoys cleaning my house. I like the instant gratification and smell of a sparkling clean room. I am the first to admit I have mild OCD. I hide it well, but certain things really get to me(like my hot and cold foods can't touch on my plate, people biting down on silverware, there are plenty more I will let you in on as time goes on) I don't mind doing laundry or dishes(and I really have to do my dishes, because we don't have a dishwasher) But the one thing I absolutely hate doing is cleaning the bathrooms.

Part of my problem is I am becoming more and more of a germaphobe, so the bathroom actually creeps me out. I have this whole process I have to use when cleaning it. Ready for it??
1. I clean the shower and tub with CLR. The smell of it makes me lightheaded, so I have to walk out of the room after I'm done and let it air out for a bit. We have a slate stone shower and CLR is the only thing I have found that keeps it super clean.
2. Once the fumes are gone, I clean the sink and mirror.
3. Then the toilet. This is the part I struggle with the most. The thought of what happens in that thing makes my skin crawl. I scrub it with disinfecting cleaner inside the bowl, then I have to take the brush and put it in a bucket of scalding hot water with bleach to clean it. Then I clean the outside of the bowl and floor around it with a disinfecting cleaner.
4. Mop the floors, and put everything away.
Nothing too crazy right?
But then I HAVE to take a shower immediately after. Does anyone else do this?
So now cleaning my two small bathrooms, becomes a huge process. Then most of the time, after all of this, I walk in to use the bathroom and find Caleb has pissed all over the toilet!!! It makes me crazy.
And then I am the screaming bat shit crazy mom. Sweet!!!!
The reason for this post? I guess you know what I am doing tomorrow, and I guess I needed to mentally pump myself up for it:)

Day one...

Today was my first official day of being a stay at home mom/wife. Gulp.

I have always identified myself as a hairstylist. I was proud of my profession. It never felt like a typical "job" to me.

I have been wanting to quit working for a while now, but to me it felt like I was giving up. On what I don't know. Most of my fellow mom friends still work outside of the house,(and enjoy it) so I felt almost embarrassed. I even had a couple of people ask me "Why would you stop working?!?" like I was making a mistake. Yes I know I will have those days where I will wish I had a job to escape to! I will want to run away occasionally(what mom doesn't?) But I have amazing girlfriends that will be there with one phone call for a girls night out :) Also I am not ashamed to admit that a nice strong vodka cocktail or glass of wine is a good friend to have on those long days when my kids and or husband push every. last. button.

Don't judge me.

So what did I do with my first day here??

I went grocery shopping(usual Sunday trip)

I took a nap when Reese did. And it was AMAZING!

I made a casserole for dinner. I don't normally make casseroles, but it felt very Suzy Homemaker to me, and it just sounded delicious.

I gave Reese a bath. I have to admit, I sometimes slack off with this. She doesn't get dirty or sweaty most of the time(or at least that's what I tell myself) What usually ends up happening is before I know it, it's 7 and she is beyond tired and ready to go to bed. So I just say "screw it I'll give her one tomorrow"

I scrubbed my kitchen from top to bottom.

Now I'm going to go watch some Sex and the City....I have watched every episode of that show a hundred times, and it never gets old.

Keep coming back to read. I hope to keep you entertained with what REALLY happens in my life. Not the phony "I'm a perfect mom and wife" story we usually see:)

xo