I've blogged about Flylady before; you'll see a link to her website over on the left there. When I get with the program, Flylady works great for me. Then something comes along and I get sidetracked or discouraged with my vacuum, my house, my dust... and I throw up my hands in disgust and quit.
Well, my recent purchase of a Dyson vacuum cleaner has gotten me back in touch with Flylady. Now that I have a sweeper that actually works, I've been inspired to shine my sink (the first step of becoming a flybaby).
One thing leads to another, and I've started de-cluttering for fifteen minutes a day. With a junk room like mine, it's easy to find things to toss. For instance, why on earth did I keep my old microwave that only half worked, once I bought a new one? After months in my junk room, it's now outside the back door waiting to be hauled off.
I've finally defrosted my chest-type freezer, and found garden produce I froze back in the '90's, for pete's sake. I've defrosted that freezer several times since I first put that spinach in there, and I'm wondering why I kept putting it back, letting it get more freezer-burnt with the years. Did I think we'd fall on hard times and have to eat it?
Will I keep on FLYING this time around, or will I become discouraged and quit? I admit I do get tired the hard-water damage on faucets, and stains on floors, and all the other flaws of an old house with only one closet total. I'm telling myself that at least I'm getting in practice for my next, much better, house.
For now, Cliff is noticing a big difference in how things look and feel around here, and he's pretty darned happy about it.