Housekeeping

I always thought that my kids were the mess makers but when you live alone you find out the real truth about yourself. It may have been me the whole time! Me, myself and I live in this 2 bedroom, 2 bath townhouse and it seems to always be a mess. Every other day I leave for work and say to myself, "when I get home tonight I am not going to bed until I have this place whipped back into shape". I get home and I think I am just going to sit and finish watching Oprah or check my email, other then getting up to get something to eat or go to the bathroom, that is about as far as I get! I think I just don't care that much anymore.
To be fair to myself I did have two kids who always seemed to leave a trail wherever they went. It always seemed easier to leave the wrapper on the table, counter top or floor then put it in the garbage. But it is true the more things change the more they stay the same. Now that Lora lives on her own she does a pretty good job keeping a nice place but when she comes home.... well I'll just put it this way, I can tell exactly where she has been and her suitcase looks like it threw up in my office.
My kids always accused me of cleaning all the time (which really was not true) that would no longer be an issue. I think the biggest difference is whatever the mess, now it is MY mess. So why do I morn for the days when I cleaned up every one's mess? Maybe it is just the energy I had that I miss. Then again I think I miss both.