On most days my house looks like this...
Dishes to be done, laundry to fold, bottles to be washed.
I can't always be on top of it and I can't always get it all done.
I'm learning to live with the mess.
My house can't be perfect everyday although I would like it to be.
So I look for the things around the house that make me smile and forget about the mess, for at least a couple of minutes.
A clean fridge stocked full.
A bowl full of lemons.
The best smelling candle ever.
The current book I am reading.
The mess can wait.
Because really I would much rather be playing with boys, eating, or reading instead of folding the laundry.