Why Read my Blog?

I started asking myself why would someone want to read my blog? What benefit is there for the reader?

By sharing experiences, we can see how they fit together like a puzzle. Then we can compare how things have worked out for us, and why we are who we are. Sometimes by figuring out what happened in our past, we can understand our current behaviors. If things need to be changed or improved on, then we could modify our old habits by “remodeling our puzzle” and explore what needs to change for the better. Believe me! It’s not an easy task to fulfill.

For example, most of the time, I procrastinate whatever needs to be done. I still ask myself, why? No complete answer yet. Part of the reason I believe, goes back to my childhood.

I remember Mom would want my sister and me to pick up our rooms and help tidy the house on Saturday mornings. For my Mom, our efforts were never quick enough or good enough to complete the chores. She would say – forget it. Then, take over, and send us out to play!  We were just kids trying to do our best to finish the chore.  

Mom wouldn’t use the moment to patiently teach us how to do it or explain what she wanted us to do. We were bound to make mistakes. Of course, we couldn’t be fast enough for her or do it right. Speed comes with experience. That’s why the old adage: Practice makes perfect… I guess you can say she set us up for “failure” in house duty.

When we got older, she tried to actually teach us. But it was too late! My sister and I were already used to procrastinating. We tried to avoid the situation. Then came a time we started pushing her buttons so she would take over and “set us free” to get out of the house. We saw it as an advantage at the time. Yes, we got the best of her!

What I didn’t realize at that moment was that in my future, I was going to be sorry for backing out of my chores as a kid.  It promoted my procrastination in many areas of my life.

It’s always been so difficult to keep house. Remember, I did not do the practice makes perfect concept. It never became 2^nd nature to me like Mom. I dreaded people coming to visit me or my family. I felt embarrassed!

One day, it clicked! I was tired of talking with people on the outside of my door trying to hide the mess. I wanted to have visitors come in once in a while to visit. I started with baby steps!

The first spot to see once you entered was the living room.  I tried to keep things tidy, and had the kids keep their things in their rooms. Of course, there was still a little hoarding in the corners. But at least it was decent!

Then I attacked the kitchen. Tried to keep everything in the sink. At least from a distance, the counters were clear. Mom lived upstairs, so I accepted her help and she would come to the rescue once in a while.

I’m 59 years old and now is when I’m finally able to keep a better home. I still need tweaking (but I feel proud of my progress). Throughout the last 10-12 years, I’ve been getting better at it.

Did Mom get to see my progress? She got to see a great improvement on my behalf before succumbing to cancer. She even admitted that when she married, her housekeeping skills were not too good to begin with either. “Give it time, you’ll get it!” Her admission was such a relief for me! It gave me hope that someday I’ll reach her level of keeping a home.

For now, I still can’t let Better Homes and Garden, or Good Housekeeping magazines come to my home. It’s not picture perfect, but it’s not a pig sty either. What’s important here is that I was able to modify a part of my puzzle and make it work better to improve the bigger picture of my Life.

Is there a piece of your puzzle that can explain something about how you see the world? Let me know. It will be great to share our findings! Please share below!

Don’t forget to read the About Me page and Welcome to My Blog for more details about me and this blog.