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Anglewannabe
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I have always been a very messy housekeeper. Living alone has allowed me the freedom to get away with it. However, it has come to my attention that this is not good and has to stop. I have decided to start to be more organized.
Well… I am finding it to be a real emotional strain. It also feels like there is always an interior struggle with boundaries.
My mom was the type to show love by doing things for me. Which meant that at university, I was shocked that other people could make their bed everyday and consider it normal. Sad but true I can count on one hand the number of times I made a my bed before leaving home. It took years for me to get rid of the notion ‘If I have to do housework it means no one loves me’
Being a single woman, there are a lot of handy man jobs I just can not do. And I have also come to the conclusion it is easier to do without then to get help. People often say ‘I will help’ and never show up. Or if they do show up and I want 1 job done, they will insist on starting 10 jobs and never come back to finish them and I have half done projects I am incapable of finishing myself. Worse is the person who insists one ‘fixing something’, breaking it and then I have twice the headache because they did not listen when I said ‘Please leave it’
I use to have a VERY controlling ‘friend’ (who I later came to see as very abusive and axed her out of my life) who would come to my place, shame me for the way I kept house, clean and implement HER organizational system (which drove me nuts). I can’t count how many times I told her to please not go into my kitchen and she would tell me I was being stupid and go through all my cupboards. I felt like my personal space was being invaded and my boundaries mocked.
So all that to say, I am trying really hard to clean and organize. But every week end when I have a 3-4 hour time slot where I could get a lot done, I end up having spiritual warfare and end up churning resentments and not getting anything done. This usually means I give up and have a mess.
Does anyone have any tips on how to overcome the past baggage in order to be able to have a semi decent clean house?
Angie
Well… I am finding it to be a real emotional strain. It also feels like there is always an interior struggle with boundaries.
My mom was the type to show love by doing things for me. Which meant that at university, I was shocked that other people could make their bed everyday and consider it normal. Sad but true I can count on one hand the number of times I made a my bed before leaving home. It took years for me to get rid of the notion ‘If I have to do housework it means no one loves me’
Being a single woman, there are a lot of handy man jobs I just can not do. And I have also come to the conclusion it is easier to do without then to get help. People often say ‘I will help’ and never show up. Or if they do show up and I want 1 job done, they will insist on starting 10 jobs and never come back to finish them and I have half done projects I am incapable of finishing myself. Worse is the person who insists one ‘fixing something’, breaking it and then I have twice the headache because they did not listen when I said ‘Please leave it’
I use to have a VERY controlling ‘friend’ (who I later came to see as very abusive and axed her out of my life) who would come to my place, shame me for the way I kept house, clean and implement HER organizational system (which drove me nuts). I can’t count how many times I told her to please not go into my kitchen and she would tell me I was being stupid and go through all my cupboards. I felt like my personal space was being invaded and my boundaries mocked.
So all that to say, I am trying really hard to clean and organize. But every week end when I have a 3-4 hour time slot where I could get a lot done, I end up having spiritual warfare and end up churning resentments and not getting anything done. This usually means I give up and have a mess.
Does anyone have any tips on how to overcome the past baggage in order to be able to have a semi decent clean house?
Angie