Five Minutes

I'm embarrassed to say this, but my apartment is a clean freak's nightmare, nay, a clean freak's hell. Words cannot express the joy I have for my newly cleaned kitchen. How could I let things get so out of control? What kind of adult am I? What kind of woman am I? The kitchen and the bathroom are tied for first place in the "most disgusting room" category. I know. It's horrible.

The words, "If you would just spend five minutes," continue ringing in my head. And it's true. Five minutes of cleaning everyday would prevent kitchen war zones from happening in the future. I desperately need to devise a plan to force myself to clean. Every. Single. Day. Especially since we decided to renew our lease for another year. :/ That's right. I could end up driving to ____ that's ___minutes away if I get a teaching position for the fall. Honestly, what else was I supposed to do? Move in with my parents where there are NO PART TIME JOBS (especially now that most of my hometown doesn't even exist)? Leave Frank here to pay for an apartment on his own? Not happening. We had to make an immediate decision...so we did.

Anywho, back to my sanitation/organization pilgrimage:

Last year, a friend mentioned a website called FlyLady.net. She used the site to organize her house and set up a routine when she moved in. I gave it a try several months ago, but, as usual, did not visit/use it regularly. So, I will make a billionth second attempt to organize my life and keep this place clean.

Fingers crossed.