Lunch at the Not So Clean Table

I try to keep the kitchen table free of refuse. I really do. But it is hopeless. Ms. Crazy Preschooler loves to create projects there and play with toys that Gus shouldn't have. People in this household forget to put dirty dishes back on the counter or in the dishwasher. Preschool projects from church and school gravitate there because I feel terrible about disposing of them. Dr. Pediatrician's mail gets piled there and the pile multiplies overnight, I swear. And this colossal mess doesn't seem to phase anyone in my family except me. People just push the clutter from one side to the other when it is time for them to munch and lunch. I think this may have a lot to do with the fact that I really prefer to just hold my plate and stand in the middle of the kitchen while eating my food rather than formally sit down at the table. Standing is just so much more efficient. When someone needs something (about every 2 minutes because I don't plan well at meals) I don't have to get up. I'm already up.

Here's Ms. Crazy Preschooler eating lunch on a cluttered table last Monday.