I've been trying to tidy 7 yo ds bedroom. I've been here many times before, each time determined that it will stay tidy from now on. We will tidy it every day. We don't. Weeks turn into months, life is extremely busy at the moment. I was making some progress, but 3yo ds2 came in and tipped out all of the football cards, lego and tiny skateboards I had just tidied away. I didn't lose my shit, but just quietly died a little inside and nearly cried. There's still a huge pile of crap to go through. I'm disorganised, messy and overwhelmed, so I'm not a good role model for my boys. It's no wonder they're messy too. Depressing.