To: those of you who are like me. When a gigantic project lands in your lap, you don’t push it off. You don’t even touch it with your hands. You ignore it. …..and ignore it…….and ignore it until one day you realize it’s not going anywhere and maybe you should do something about it. So now you’ve decided to do something about it, but you can’t figure out what so you don’t do anything…….and don’t do anything else…..and don’t do anything after that. And you just sit there hoping that if you wait long enough, it will get up off your lap and leave you alone. But it doesn’t.
From: Me–I’ve decided it’s time to do something and I need your help.
I have a complex. My complex is called If-I-Ignore-It-It-Will-Go-Away. Let me explain.
In May, our basement flooded. We did not have inches of standing water; only puddles that would not recede. They were all over the basement. My dad and Chris cut channels in our concrete floor to guide the water to the drain.
It also layered our entire basement (not to mention the rest of the house) with fine concrete dust. Yummy!
Then, in July, just after Chris had patched the grooves, while we were on vacation, it flooded again.
This time, Chris cut through the concrete to make a hole big enough to submerge a water basin and sump pump.
And our basement once again was layered with dust. This time, Chris sectioned off the room of the basement to prevent it from going everywhere. And it helped a little, but still there it is.
I say there it is because even though he put it in 4 weeks ago, and even though our basement first flooded 2 1/2 months ago, I have not looked at our basement.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I have been down there multiple times a day. I have to switch the laundry or get something out of the chest freezer, etc. But I just put on my shoes (and my blinders) and trudge my way through the dirt and mess, do my thing, and get back up stairs as fast as I can.
Every day I think, “I just can’t do anything about it. I have 4 small children who make it impossible to do anything but my daily routines. They can’t come down here. It’s hazardous.” On and on the excuses pour forth.
And pour forth they do.
Let me just show you what I’m working with. (As humbling and embarrassing as this is, you are seeing the before. And trust me when I say I took these pictures this morning. There is NO after yet)
|Chris spent 2 hours–on our anniversary–with the girls starting
to clean the mess.
Believe me when I say this looks amazing!
|This is the laundry room.
I know you are jealous.
At the bottom right is the hole that Chris cut and
put in the sump pump. The concrete pieces are still there.
|I’m trying to sell the loveseat.
I don’t think it’s going anywhere, do you?
|Can’t really play in the playroom, huh?|
What are some options I have?
1. Ignore it. (As you can see, that’s working well for me)
2. Send my children to my mom’s for a week and clean it (but with school upon us, I can’t see that happening and right now she is in Canada).
Plus, would I really work on it or would I ignore it and play with my friends since I was childless?
Exactly what I thought.
3. Do something everyday. Because even if I didn’t do much at least I would have done something.
Have you heard of FLYlady? FLY stands for Finally Loving Yourself. Basically this FLYlady sets up routines for you to follow so that you can spend a little time to organize your house and a lot of time with your family/work/etc. One thing she says is that anyone can do anything for 5 minutes.
I’m going to change that to: Gianna can do basement cleaning for 10 minutes.