My house is a disgusting mess.
Like I don't want kids in a place like this.
The depression that I was going thru and I'm now trying to climb out of, left me with no energy to clean up or wash dishes or do laundry. So now, I am trying, with some success to clean my house from top to bottom before I leave to visit my grandma and aunts tomorrow. I have been working on it for days now and when I look around I can see the small progress.
I feel like this is my chance to change my life, and the life of my children. I have big dreams of un-schooling, farm life, and spinning, but I know it wont work for me our my children if I can't get it under control. It being my awful neatness skills.