The internet is a bizarre yet fascinating realm. Sure, it can be overwhelming and infuriating, but it also has its charm. Need a fantastic deal on your go-to lipstick? The internet’s got your back (hint: always check Ulta). Want to know who plays Kevin on This Is Us? Look no further (it’s Justin Hartley, aka Hunky McHeartthrob). And if you’re in a bind trying to remove permanent marker from your new couch, just consult the web (it’s a mix of dish soap, white vinegar, water, and a sprinkle of hope).
It was during one of these quirky yet essential searches that I stumbled upon a cleaning schedule suggesting how often to tidy up various household items. Curious, I clicked, hoping for some useful guidance or at least some reassurance that I wasn’t failing at homemaking. Big mistake. As the saying goes, ignorance is bliss, and I was living in a delightful bubble of chaos. According to that chart, I wasn’t merely behind on chores; I was utterly failing.
I felt a wave of self-doubt wash over me until I realized these standards probably only apply to childless folks or those who find solace in a bit of rage cleaning. I’ve heard of such mythical beings, and while I admire them, I’m definitely not one of them.
You know the adage: cleaning with kids is like trying to brush your teeth while chowing down on Oreos. Personally, I’d rather indulge in those Oreos with a glass of wine. But I digress.
Now, don’t get me wrong; I’m not a total slob. I can’t stand clutter and manage to keep my home fairly organized. But there’s no way I can adhere to these unrealistic expectations—and I’d bet most people feel the same way.
Let’s break down this cleaning madness, shall we?
Daily Tasks:
Squeegee the shower walls and sweep the kitchen floors.
Squeegee shower walls? Really? I don’t even own a squeegee! And even if I did, I wouldn’t spend the precious 2.3 minutes I have to shower doing that. My kids would just cover it in colorful soap and bubble bath anyway. As for sweeping the kitchen daily? That’s what my pets are for.
Weekly Tasks:
Change bedsheets, sanitize sponges, and toss unused food.
Change bedsheets every week? Is this a joke? Who actually does that? I’m lucky if I remember to change mine once a month. My kids’ sheets are only changed after a stomach flu outbreak. Have you ever tried changing the bedding on a bunk bed? It’s a special kind of torture. And when I finally muster the energy to wash the sheets, I invariably end up dragging myself to bed only to realize they’re still a soggy mess in the washing machine.
Monthly Tasks:
Dust the blinds and clean out the washing machine.
Excuse me while I chuckle.
Every Few Months:
Vacuum the mattress, descale the coffee maker, and clean the fireplace.
If I can barely remember to change my bedsheets once a month, how on earth will I remember to vacuum the mattress? Not happening! And descaling the coffee machine? I have no idea what that even means. The only thing I have succeeded in from this list? Our fireplace is spotless because we don’t have one, allowing me more time to search the internet for tips on how to raise kids (or to find out more about Justin Hartley).
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In summary, the unrealistic cleaning expectations laid out online often don’t resonate with the reality of busy lives, especially for those with kids. Embrace the chaos, and remember that perfection isn’t the goal—survival is!