How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Mess

Mess happens, sometimes it can be so radical that it looks like a dump truck upended its tray onto the floor, decaying food and all. In truth probably have a bad infestation of kids, it could even be possible that you have hoarder kids, the kind that brings stuff in from the outside world, stuff that may have been left f the side of the road, and then dispose of it under a pile of their own clothes.

(insert a deep breath here)

Like lint in the dryer filter, it can build up if unchecked. I’m by no means saying that you should just leave it there to just fester away, do as I do, accept that it can and does happen, in fact, accept that you may find things that are no longer things under the bed.

With this acceptance comes the arduous task of cleaning it up.

Small steps.

How did I learn the skill of accepting the hoard? In truth I haven’t really, I still freak when I see the wet newspaper sitting on a pile of used towels and a half eaten apple. But instead of expecting that my kids will clean it up independently, I take action and clean it up, sometimes with their help, and make it right.

A leader is one who knows the way, goes the way, and shows the way.

John C. Maxwell

 

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