Still a mess

At the beginning of the year I was bound and determined to get all of my closets cleaned out and my house organized. I did it, and..... my house is still a mess. I thought that it would suddenly be easy to put things back where I got them and to keep everything nice and tidy. Apparently I am the problem. Lump my husband and a 16 month old into that equation and you still have one big happy mess. The problem is my mess makes me feel very unhappy. It isn't the dishes in the sink or one or two things out of place that makes me crazy, but once the mess starts to pile I feel overwhelmed and want to climb in my bed and hide. Since the first of the year I have been making so many things myself, ie, deodorant, toothpaste, dishsoap, laundry detergent, yogurt, butter, the list goes on and on. This only contributes further to the mess. Not only do I have dirty dishes, now I have a cooler full of jars of yogurt, and ball jars full of different fermenting experiments all over my counters. I am now aware that if I want to maintain the type of home that I read about in the blogs of the amazing homemakers out there, I am going to have to clean up after myself, all the time, everytime. The truth is, I would rather have my happy mess, it is a lovely happy mess.