So I thought I was anal!

As you know or if you didn't already. we are now a family of almost 4 more in one house. Now that was a lot easier in some ways when they (except for Keith and I) were under 18. But now all but 1 and 7/8s are over 20. I used to, and frequently did, yell and everyone hopped to it even if they were cussing me under their breaths. Our moto, how unfair, was moms always right! Really there were only 3 ways to answer the mom. Yes I will, yes I would love to do it and yes mommy dearest I would be honored to. And I utilized this as much as possible. 

Years went on and with each kid I lost more and more of my control. Now today I am just talking about the cleanliness of my house. The clutter, the dishes, the bathroom, making dinner, you name it and I obsess over it. 

Having a new family move in has been a challenge for me. As a mom I feel the need to make sure everyone is fed and everything is cleaned up afterward. But this means I think everyone should do it in MY time , not theirs. And a I forget that they are all adults that I love and want to have a relationship long after everyone moves out. I was talking to a dear friend of mine and she told me at her house her husband got them each their own color plate so they knew who wasn't doing their own dishes. Now at first I thought he is crazy anal! Then I realized that was me. I told a few of my girls I was going to make a chore chart and I felt the daggers from the other room , it was like crickets. So..... As anal as I am, and that is an understatement! I have to let go a little or make myself crazy over a dish. Now with that said I relaxed a little and thought I'm not going to do those dishes and left for a while and guess what? When I came home,  the kitchen was clean. Oh how I appreciated it. I did teach them right, and it was me all along just being crazy and ANAL! Yes I'm the one who loves to fall asleep to the sound of the dishwasher.