I am writing because I hope someone will answer my question. WHY do people in this house not clean up after themselves???????? Am I a maid? I don't think so.
I never ever signed a contract that said "and you will clean up after everyone else". I didn't.... really. I would remember that, because I wouldn't have signed.
I hate cleaning, hate it hate it hate it. It's why my house is a mess. If I just had to pick up after little ol' "me" things would look great. I would even vacuum more. I don't get to the vacuuming part because I am cleaning up things like:
*make-up on Denton's bathroom vanity
*cotton balls from God knows where that Oliver gets ahold of and shreds
*socks - just one here and there, never two together. I gathered 9 socks this morning - 9! Where's 10?
*index cards are scattered in my hearth room MY hearth room, MY place of calmness and quiet - I am BTW - NOT picking those up.
*dirty clothes in the upstairs hall. HALL. .....Not...... their rooms with baskets for the dirty stuff to go in, just flung hither and yonder, like someone had a lets be nekked party on the way to take a shower...
*bowls, cups, spoons, diet Pepsi cans, mail, and several men's ties on the kitchen counter
Now, please don't think that I am blameless here. I do leave a cup or two or 10 around. It's my downfall. BUT and I am, screaming BBBUUUTTT ....... I left them, me, me, me and I am cleaning them up. Why don't the other oxygen consuming individuals that live here do the same. What a novel idea? Oh Lord! The answer...let's clean up after ones self.... then the mommy person can cook and vacuum and walk the dog and polish the baseboards and iron daddy's shirts INSTEAD of spending well over an hour picking up stuff that doesnt belong to me!
I'm just sayin'
OK rant over - I'm going upstairs now to scrub peanut butter off the kitchen island and put away the honey and bread (which is surely stale by now)
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