Comments on: A Tidy Tsunami http://somymom.com/2009/09/15/a-tidy-tsunami/ The daily descent into becoming my mom. Wed, 08 Sep 2010 02:14:36 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.3 By: Cooper http://somymom.com/2009/09/15/a-tidy-tsunami/#comment-282 Cooper Tue, 08 Dec 2009 12:53:06 +0000 http://somymom.com/?p=311#comment-282 LOL, sounds like yer boyfriend needs to appreciate the effort you made. My mother definitely trained me to be tidy. It's part of me now, but I still procrastinate when it comes to the weekly household chores. BTW - Thanks for the linkback to my photo on Flickr. Very decent of you! :) LOL, sounds like yer boyfriend needs to appreciate the effort you made. My mother definitely trained me to be tidy. It’s part of me now, but I still procrastinate when it comes to the weekly household chores.

BTW - Thanks for the linkback to my photo on Flickr. Very decent of you! :)

]]> By: Phil http://somymom.com/2009/09/15/a-tidy-tsunami/#comment-249 Phil Wed, 16 Sep 2009 01:42:28 +0000 http://somymom.com/?p=311#comment-249 Great post, Jennifer. Not a lot of people would have the candor you have regarding your disinterest in keeping your place clean leading up to this point in your life. Perhaps that switch finally went off in your head, or you just finally started listening to your mother's voice in your head. It happened to me in my mid-20's when I had a constant parade of people through my apartment. I was motivated by shame. Whatever it is that's motivating you to keep things tidy, just roll with it. Nothing feels better than living in a clean place, knowing where everything is, and not freaking out when a friend calls from outside your house saying they're stopping by for a few minutes That 5-minute dash where you throw all of your crap in a closet requires more energy than a dose of crack in your broccoli soup can provide. Great post, Jennifer.

Not a lot of people would have the candor you have regarding your disinterest in keeping your place clean leading up to this point in your life.

Perhaps that switch finally went off in your head, or you just finally started listening to your mother’s voice in your head. It happened to me in my mid-20’s when I had a constant parade of people through my apartment. I was motivated by shame. Whatever it is that’s motivating you to keep things tidy, just roll with it.

Nothing feels better than living in a clean place, knowing where everything is, and not freaking out when a friend calls from outside your house saying they’re stopping by for a few minutes That 5-minute dash where you throw all of your crap in a closet requires more energy than a dose of crack in your broccoli soup can provide.

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