Here is my story and how my Messy Mom's program came into being. It has taken me more than 20 years to finally feel comfortable with my house and my level of organization. I have learned a lot along the way, both about myself and about the basics of housecleaning. I got to a point where I felt like I wanted to be able to share these tips with other women who are in the same position as I was.
I think for a lot of us the messy house issue is rooted in childhood. Whether your Mom kept a clean house or a messy house, it has an effect on you. My husband and I came from completely opposite backgrounds. His Mom was definitely a perfectionist and kept a very clean house, but because she never allowed him to participate in the cleaning and never required him to do the daily things that are necessary to keep his own space clean, he never learned how to do it himself. I'm sure there was also a habit of rebelling against her because she was always nagging him about keeping things picked up.
In my case, I grew up in a fairly messy house. My Mom was a single, working Mom who worked basically every day of my entire childhood. She left the house at 7:00 in the morning, dropped me off at the sitters and picked me up again at 6:00 or so. Then we popped in TV dinners for dinner and spent the remainder of the evening watching TV, reading books, and working on our craft projects. Dishes were left in the sink for the weekend, laundry was done once a week and vacuuming and dusting were done once a month, if we thought to get around to it.
That's nothing against my Mom, it's just that she had other responsibilities in her life and other priorities. After working all day and all week, she felt like the rest of her time should be spent relaxing and spending time with me. The TV was on virtually all the time. She rarely cooked, and people almost never came over to our house, so it wasn't a problem if our house was cluttered or messy and it usually was. She was a bit of a compulsive shopper and having grown up in the Depression, she rarely, if ever discarded anything, so we had a lot of "stuff".
So when my husband and I got married 25 years ago, we both had a lot of challenges as far as the house cleaning goes. Neither of us had any concept of daily cleaning routines, or felt that housework was a priority. We also both worked full time and since we had custody of his son, we had a three year old child to care for most of the time.
By the time we had been married for several years, we had a perpetually messy house, were fighting constantly about the housework, and had accumulated a LOT of "stuff" that we were constantly trying to get a handle on. I think the real eye-opener for me was when we moved from California to Utah. We were living in a mobile home that had belonged to my parents and they had left a lot of their stuff behind for us to deal with. When we moved, it took us a 15 foot moving truck, which was absolutely crammed to the gills, plus we had filled up every inch of my car which my parents had driven with our boys who were then 3 and 11. At the last minute, we ended up filling up the bed of my husband's full-sized truck,
plus a 10 foot U-haul trailer. In addition, we left behind a whole side yard full of trash and a few items we really wanted, but didn't have room for.
I had no idea that we had that much stuff until I saw it all in one place. From that point, I started shedding stuff. I started taking a really close look at what I had and how much of it, I really didn't need. We had also bought a really gorgeous house in a very nice neighborhood, so I was really motivated to want to keep it clean. I started doing regular clear-outs of our clothes, books, movies, and toys. By the time we made our next move, a year or so later, we had about 20% less stuff.
We made a couple of more moves over the next decade and each time, I made a big point of decluttering more and more stuff and got a better handle on the overshopping problem so I wasn't bringing so much stuff in. I also started to work on building some cleaning routines that worked well for myself and my family. About this time, we got a computer and started to get access to that "new" thing called the Internet (yes, I am THAT old!).
I found a website called Flylady.com that really saved my life. She started to teach me that being messy wasn't something I needed to be ashamed of. I wasn't a bad person and I wasn't alone. I was just doing the best I had known how to do and if I would just start building some simple daily routines I could get a better handle on things and be happier with my life and my house. I didn't have to be
perfect and I didn't have to spend all my time cleaning. In fact, one thing I discovered is that as a messy person, I spent much
more time cleaning than the clean people did because they don't wait until it gets so far out of control that it takes whole days to clean things up.
By the time I turned 40, I began to be very interested in changing virtually all aspects of my life, including my housecleaning habits. I began to read self-help books - LOTS of them. I read books, listened to audio tapes, and bought movies of all the major self-help authors of the 20th century, including Zig Ziglar, Dale Carnegie, Napoleon Hill, Earl Nightingale, Tony Robbins and more others than I can count.
I also got numerous books by all the "cleaning gurus" - Flylady, Sandra Felton, Julie Morgenstern, and many others. And I worked weekly with a personal coach. Very slowly, things in my life started to change, bit by bit. I began to have a most positive attitude. I began to look at the problems in my life in a different light and to see more possibilities to resolve them. I began to have more hope for the future and to take more responsibilities for my actions.
As I began to get my house in order (both literally and figuratively), I wanted to share what I had learned with other women who were facing the same challenges. I love to write, so I started reviewing the books I had and started putting building some lessons. I did some advertising and started teaching my first classes. I didn't have a lot of attendees in the beginning, but I was so encouraged when I started seeing what a difference these classes were making in the lives of my students.
I continue to work towards my goal of perfecting my routines and getting my house exactly the way I want it, but as long as I continue to make progress, I'm content. Perfection is never the goal, just progress, and when I look back to where I started and see how far I've come, I can see that I am well on my way.