Toy Apathy

This is the story of how I went from this:  

To this:

  Call it toy apathy. Call it lazy mommy syndrome. Call it I had just tackled a mess exactly like it 3 weeks prior. Call it whatever you like.   It boils down to: I hate cleaning the same damn toys repeatedly. Period.   Last week I let the mess pile up. I couldn't bring myself to sort and resort Barbies or My Little Ponies. I didn't want to know how many toy bins had been mixed. How many books had been pulled out. The amount of clean clothes worn for 5 minutes and then stuffed in the hamper.   Saturday was the day. I started slow. Took way too many breaks. The Olympics were on! And finally got to work where I brought out my inner Mom Diva. "Why am I the ONLY one who does this?" "All this junk should be trashed" "If I have to do this one more time, I'll throw everything out!!!" I'm telling you, I. Brought. It.   By 8pm. My hubbs was vacuuming lines into the carpet. I was hanging clean clothes. And I had finally let the girls join me in the back of the house.   Ask Mac, what mama says about cleaning, she will say, "Get out!!"   I'm sure there are ways to do this more efficiently. I'm sure I'm missing some major lesson on not spoiling your kids with every single toy on the market. I'm sure there's a great book on organization, cleaning, and teaching your kids to do chores.   What I want to do:  buy 2 large cabinets and lock up the toys. So they have to be "rented" out. I've been told this is unkind, inhumane and unrealistic.   So is making mommy spend her Saturday cleaning and reorganizing 6 billion littlest pet shop toys, or 5 trillion Barbie shoes.   Sadly, I'm too busy for lessons, books or tips. Because I'm cleaning those same damn toys again!