Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Perfectly Imperfect

I will never be accused of having a perfectly kept house.  Am I proud of this?  Of course!

I have always known that the best kept house cannot be a perfect home. Whether or not there are kids or pets, a house cannot be a home if "there is a place for everything and everything is in it's place."

As a mom, I've allowed my child to have his 'mess'.  As a wife, I've allowed my husband to leave things everywhere.  As a person, I've had my moments of cleaning and clearing which may be in equal proportion to many "bless this mess" moments.   

I'm good at camouflaging the clutter if I hear that there's a surprise visit on the horizon.  But when a push becomes a shove, I can be a genius at doing a thorough job.

Often I can surprise even myself, with the outcome of a space, in just a couple of hours.  Once I get in the mood, I can do wonders.  

At the end of the day, it all boils down to finding the balance between being perfect and imperfect.  I've been told that I'm perfectly imperfect.  And I like it!


  1. LOL....my home is pretty messing too. Whenever a visitor comes...have to have super fast spring cleaning

    1. That's why it's called a 'home' and not a 'house'. :)

  2. Perfectly imperfect. I must remember that and use it on myself. You've visited my home - so I don't need to tell you about mess ;)

    Here in PD, our house is spare. Not too much stuff, so it seems not messy! Hahahaha!

    To be honest, I would be uncomfortable in a neat and tidy house. And it would be a 'house' for me - never a home.

    1. Agree. A house cannot be a home if it is too neat and tidy and not lived-in. You've seen my KL home as well so you know we are sama-sama!!