World's worst housekeeper?

World's best procrastinator?

Most unorganised?

Worst blogger?

Ok, maybe I'm not up for those titles (except the last one, lol) but some days it sure feels like it, doesn't it? When the house is a mess, the kids are fighting and the cat has missed the litter tray again... Sometimes I feel like giving up and moving to Tahiti.

Except I can't. I would be bored and miss the chaos too much. But oh for a chance to see if I wouldn't...

The inconsistencies in my schedule sure have made themselves known now I am back at work everyday. How did I do it before? Oh, that's right, I was hopeless then too.

And I'm pretty sure that I'm not the only one who feels like this sometimes, am I? Please tell me I'm not... pretty please...

But right when you need her, that little angel on your shoulder starts whispering in your ear. You can do this, you just need a routine. Just carve a few minutes out of each day to plan, plan for today, plan for tomorrow, plan for next week. Be positive, make 'I love a clean house' your mantra instead of 'I hate housework'.

And she's right.

So I'm off to tackle the ironing pile, right after I clean up after the cat.

xoxo