Monday, April 6, 2009

An organized life is a happy life.

I'm sure that far too many of you would totally disagree with my title for this post, but I'll fight ya tooth and nail on this one. When my clothes are put away, my kitchen is clean, and the pillows are straight, I feel that my life is at peace and my soul can find rest. Unfortunately, the flip side is true for me, too. When things are in disarray in my home, I feel like my entire life is quickly spiraling out of control. I do think it's good to keep a moderately tidy home, but I am sure that I tend to go overboard. Granted, it's not perfect at all times, and I've relaxed my standards in a huge way since adding a husband and three dogs to my household. One of the first things that Brian said when we combined our things into one home was, "There. Now it looks like a house instead of a museum." I wasn't trying to be rigid, but I guess I was.

Well, I've added one more area of rigidity to my life this weekend. Remember sweet little Bertie? The adorable bloodhound puppy that we added to our home a few weeks ago? Well, Bertie has been quite the challenge to housebreak. I thought that I was some sort of housebreaking expert after having Gladys housebroken in about a week, but alas, I was too big for my britches (or however that ridiculous saying goes). You see, precious little Bertie is a scent hound, and thus she keeps her nose to the ground about 97.89% of the time. This makes it quite the challenge to determine when she's about to squat and go. Finally, after a couple of days in a row of utter failure, I decided to do some research about housebreaking bloodhounds. So, little Bertie doesn't know what hit her. She's met her match, and the poor pooch now has a Nazi running her life. But, after 2 days and only 1 accident, I'm thinking that success is just around the corner. We literally have a schedule posted on our refrigerator, outlining "Bertie's Schedule for Success." Some would say I have too much time on my hands, others would say that I'm OCD. I just choose to call myself unique and disciplined. If the shoe fits...

9 comments:

mckenziegordon said...

I totally agree with your feelings about your house being clean making you feel more secure and in a better place. If stuff around the house is a mess I'm much more grumpy and feel overwhelmed by everything. I just think it's good sense, not OCD!!! Our dog likes my husband much better because I'm the disciplinarian, but he minds me way better. Choose your battles, ya know.

My Home - My Life said...

I feel the SAME way about a clean house - hubby thinks I am nuts and tells me "houses are to be lived in" and I agree but we should not make then dirty or disorganized while living in them! haha

Emily said...

You are not alone.....as a single mother(working full time) to an 11 yr old on weekly chemo, the only way I "get it all done" is organization. I am rather obsessive about it, but it WORKS. My MASTER notebook is never more than an arms length away and always has a running "to do" list. Thank you for your candidness. BTW, I absolutely love your blog.

Glamorous Life of a House Wife said...

You are THE most organized and scheduled person I know. Seriously. I wish I could say I had more of you in me.

Lindsey said...

I totally agree with the title of this post!!

Sweet Simplicity said...

Haha! You are hilarious! At least you can joke about your monica gellar syndrome!

The Pink Potpourri said...

congrats on the successful potty training! it takes a lot of hard, consistent work, but it is so worth it in the end :)

Shelly said...

House training puppies is so hard!! I can totally relate to the nose constantly on the ground, so you never know when they are just going to squat!

sarita said...

this past month my hubby has had some difficult health issues - so i got a small book - and write down everything in it - dates, tests, results phone numbers etc - that way it's written down and i don't have to remember it!! i think this is a great organizational tool!! at least for me it is!