You’ve seen the pictures online and you know where I live – in a house that is always clean and perfect…
Yeah right. Who am I kidding? I have little kids, dogs and a husband in this house too. Let’s be real, it’s a mess most of the time. We live in it, and having little kids around makes it especially hard to keep the house clean. Pretty much impossible. I can spend all day long cleaning the house and making it picture-perfect, but I have these two little kid hurricanes, trailing behind me, destroying everything in their wake. They’ll move from room to room, pulling things out of drawers, dragging items out of their places, etc, etc… A trail of clothes, toys, dishes, and random crap they’ve pulled out of places they don’t belong, always close behind them.
Since there’s two of them and only one of me, I’m pretty much always losing this clean house battle, no matter how hard I try to keep up with it. And if it’s not one of the kids leaving behind a mess, it’s either my husband or the dogs leaving things behind, or even me. I’m not the cleanest person in the world either; I’m not perfect. However, as someone prone to anxiety, I like a clean space to live in because it centers me and makes me feel happier.
Most days I’m on top of my game, running around the house, gathering up the mess and cleaning the clutter. But I’ll never win and some days I get so frustrated with losing the clean house battle that I just don’t even try at all. The end result is always the same – a messy house.
I just try my best…
I just get through, one day at a time, trying my best to do what I can. I tell myself that it’s enough, even on the days I don’t feel like it is because I’m constantly exposed to other people’s lives online all day through social media and I feel like I need to compare myself to them. I do compare…
Of course, I never post pictures of my messy house on Facebook or Instagram, because who wants to show the world the mess, right? Who wants to admit to it? Who wants to see it? Aren’t we online to try to escape reality? Yet, that’s part of the problem right now.
We all project these perfect images online and everyone else gets to see these highly-curated photo versions of our lives that are not entirely accurate or truthful. I know I am guilty of this. It just causes everyone else to feel inadequate with their own lives. In reality, we’re all likely living a different life behind the social media veil.
Today I’m taking my veil off. Therefore, I present to you pictures of my messy house and how it appears in real life 90% of the time. Go ahead, judge away! 🙂 And if you have small children and tell me you have a perfect, clean house all the time… well, then you’re a liar. Because it’s not possible. It’s just not.
This online phenomenon has very real and negative repercussions on our society right now. For example, depression rates have spiked since social media came into existence (University of Pennsylvania. “Social media use increases depression and loneliness, study finds.” ScienceDaily. ScienceDaily, 8 November 2018.) That’s why, today I decided to come clean about not having a clean house most of the time. What you see online is not what reality is in most cases. So stop comparing yourself to other people based on what you see online, and stop feeling inadequate about your life and house! You’re doing just fine.
In closing, I’ll just say that no one is perfect. I know I’m not and now you all know too. My house is nice, but messy most of the time. My kids, my husband, the dogs, me… we’re human (except the dogs) and we live in our house, a messy house that’s filled with lots of love and playing and living. And I wouldn’t have it any other way; it’s our perfect little zoo.
End disclaimer: My Instagram feed @The.Marsh.Life has an influx of curated images that portray a perfect house and life. Despite what I’ve outlined in this post, I don’t plan to change my feed presence going forward for several reasons: 1. I love to bring beauty to other people’s feeds. 2. I consider many of the photos artwork. 3. My Instagram is an entirely different social experiment I’m running that I will eventually disclose and talk about at a later date.