There, I've said it. I hate housework, or maybe it should be, I despise housework. I think I wouldn't mind it so much if I could actually keep up with it, but I don't so I'm always behind and it's always a mess around here. I swear, there are days where I think CPS would take the kids away if they just happened to drop by.
I've never had a super-clean house, it's just not my housecleaning style. I guess that's why it can teeter over to chaos so quickly. For instance, my sink is full of dirty dishes that have accumlated over the last couple of days. My dishwasher is full of clean dishes. For some reason it doesn't bother me at all until it all of sudden is enough to make my blood pressure go up. Today what has got me is that I went to the grocery store so now my kitchen is really a mess. I did some stocking up so I need to go through my pantry cupboard to make room and get it all in there. So for now I have a few bags of groceries still sitting on my kitchen floor. My kitchen counter is covered with various papers and junk mail that no one ever seems to go through but me. AAAHHHH. I think I need to just scream a little and then I'll just get out there and tackle it. Maddux not napping has definitely contributed to the decline of my house. He is so attached to me it's hard to get anything done. And when he is happily playing on his own, it seems like every 5 minutes he's hurting himself in some way (for instance I just got up from this because he laid down, flew an airplane over himself, and dropped it on his face) so I always get interrupted from what I'm doing and then I find it hard to get back on task.
I need a housekeeper, but I'd have to get a job to make that financially feasible and a job is not what I want right now. So, I'll just continue to vent and complain and get all frazzled and crazy for a day or two and then it will all be worked out... only to start building back up again!
Whine, whine, whine, I know, I know... it's just venting, I know there are much worse problems out there to be had, but I'm still entitled to complain once in awhile right?
PICC Time
5 months ago
4 comments:
oh amy, we ALL feel the same way i think. let it out my domestically challenged sister... let it out!!! our job is just never ending and it's the same old stuff day after day. i was just reading that having a husband causes a woman to have 7 extra hours of housework a week. that explains everything!!
I'm right there with you. Yesterday I actually tackled the playroom and for a few moments it looked spotless. I wanted so badly for Dave to see it that way. I found myself telling the kids "Why do you have to PLAY all the time?! Can't you just sit still and not make any messes?" Of course they looked at me like I was crazy and Dave never saw the clean playroom. I'll have to take pictures next time :)
I hear you! I realized that I can either have a house with toys scattered everywhere (meaning the kids are playing and I can get stuff done)or a tidy house with kids who are hanging off me saying "I'm bored". I'm choosing option 1!!
Thank goodness! I thought I was the only one who lived in chaos! I've come to the conclusion that I have more important things to do than scrape dried up Cheerios off the kitchen table! Like figuring out how to get boogers off the wall without stripping off the paint. Argh..it's unending!
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