I think I’m just worn out with blogging. I’ve been around a long time and I think I have given all the advice that I know. You firs...
A letter to the people living in my house.
If I have to pick up any more socks in the living room, random jackets lying around, trash that didn’t QUITE make it into the trash can and clean off the table one more time because people left their stuff on it, wipe down the kitchen after others have fixed food and (SCREAM) whatever else that I pick up on a daily basis that doesn’t even remotely resemble anything that belongs to me. Let me ask my family one thing.
Do you ever have to pick up any of my things??? EVER??? ANYTHING??? Think about that.
Yeah, yeah, I stay at home but that doesn’t mean I am the maid or short order chef. I live here too! I like to keep a clean house because our house is so small as it is. Everything must be in its place or it gets cluttered fast. *glaring*
Am I asking too much? Clean up after yourself. Stop leaving things lying around. For the love of everything holy just look around and if it’s a mess and it’s YOUR stuff then clean it up. Seems pretty simple.
I thought about resigning my stay at home position for a week not touching anything that didn’t belong to me but I’m afraid of how the house would look after a week. Then I would have more of a mess to clean when the time came. You guys already will walk over stuff so if I didn’t bend down and pick it up then, of course, it would still be there.
Do I actually have to trip over something and break a bone for you to see how frustrating this is for me because I am HOME all day, day after day, looking at the mess around me. I for one cannot walk past a pair of dirty socks in the floor and keep on about my business. I will pick them up and put them in the dirty clothes basket. Not beside it, not one sock in and one sock in the floor BUT both dirty socks in the basket! That is what that basket is for you know?
SO no more whining and groaning or PROCRASTINATING and JUST DO IT!
Michelle, your loving wife and mommy