Mothering Many

Do you know that people make messes? And many people make many messes? And would you believe that I do not function well in a mess? I just can’t seem to think around it! And then it is just too overwhelming to try to clean it since I can;t even get my brain to function. And I get mad.

So tonight, I was unreasonably angry for no discernible reason. Oh, I had five different things I could “blame” it on, but none of them quite fit that unreasonable level of angry. And then I realized what it was. Over the weekend, we had done some laundry and not had time to fold it. So, I had stashed it in my room. In the floor. In the middle of the floor of my ONE CLEAN ROOM. I make it a point to keep my room clean so I have a spot that I can think and work, and I had let that get violated. And my bathroom was a mess, too! It took me about 20 minutes to deal with those clothes and the bathroom, and you know what? It was as if I had given my anger magic diet pills. It was gone.

Now, if I could just spread than cleanliness to the rest of the house, life would be grand.