Last Friday I joined a cult. No, really, I'm beginning to think it is a cult.
It's called FlyLady and she claims to be my personal coach to help me gain control of my home. To assist with my journey, she insists that I buy overpriced purple cleaning tools. She sends me 15 emails a day containing testimonials about how her program will change my life and little de-cluttering missions to accomplish.
I must admit that (so far) this cult has made me feel really good about myself. Presently, I am only on Day 4 of the Baby Steps. All she wants me to do is shine my kitchen sink, put on my shoes and read her website. What kind of people is she dealing with here if these are "huge tasks"? FlyLady says not to skip ahead, so I'm trying to be patient. It just seems kind of silly that putting on my shoes would be a task. I won't question her system though. I don't want to be a bad cult member.
We'll see if this eliminates "the chaos" that has taken over my life. I say "chaos," but I don't think my house is that messy. I mean, someone can definitely walk through the living room without tripping over tiny troll figurines or stepping in dirty diapers. Then again, my standard of cleanliness has definitely changed since Luke and Charlie joined our family.