chaos (r)evolution
if you are reading this on break from ironing your underwear and fine-cleaning your bathroom tile grout, chances are, you could benefit from a lesson about the evolution and breeding habits of clutter.
thanks to gretchen‘s sophisticated time-lapse photography (read: two passing smart-phone shots), today’s reality project post features two images of the same space.
gretchen writes,
you know how sometimes you look around your house and think, “wow! this place is a disaster – could it BE any more disgusting? i have to clean it up TODAY.” but then life gets in the way. let’s face it, when is cleaning up the constantly recurring mess more fun than spending time with your child, going to a concert, or just sitting down with a glass of wine because you are only one woman and you are tired at the end of the day? then when you look again 12 hours later (or so) you think, “hmm, apparently yes it COULD be more of a disaster.”
that is what this picture shows.
thank you, gretchen, for reminding us that just as rome wasn’t built in a day, neither are our colossal messes. you did the right thing in this situation. i hope you played with your kid, went to a concert, and had threeglasses of wine, all while sitting down! plus, as evidenced by monday’s shot, cleaning products can actually contribute to the clutter. we could all learn a lesson from you about priorities.
speaking of priorities, read here about my friend susan, whose commitment to order involves a card catalog in her living room. but since she became a mother 19 months ago, her “chaos has quintupled.” we might all do well to take her advice:
nobody ever died from a messy coffee table.
Tags: chaos, cleaning products, gretchen, meldabbles, mess, priorities, susan, the sky is laughing, time lapse photography, wine
June 9th, 2011 at 11:36 am
I love that quote from your friend Susan. I’m totally using that on my husband the next time he comes home and complains about how messy our house is. Either that or I’ll hit him, which is what I usually want to do when he says it…