Clean

I am realizing that the older I get, the more I learn about myself...well maybe not learning as much as finally admitting to the things that I have been denying until now. Like my mild case of obsessive compulsive...it is not extreme...I just like things in order...no clutter...not a mess...clean and in order. Well, with Landon and Chase around now it is quite impossible. And so I try to be realistic - clean after they finish an activity (puzzles, etc.), wait until they nap before I clean up the kitchen, pick up outdoor toys after they go to bed - reasonable. Or so I thought until Landon decided that the hand soap in the bathroom needs to be put away - under the cabinet.