"...and another thing...if I take the time to clean out the pantry and re-organize the shelves, I don't appreciate you putting away the groceries any old place in the pantry," Jill said to those she loved most in the world, prepared to defend this position for all she was worth and sue for emotional damages.
It amazes me how much things like this frustrate me. I take it personally when I see that someone has not taken the extra two steps to throw a piece of trash in the trash can. When I see a clean surface littered with papers I hear, "this house is just another place to put my crap so I can get out to the real world where it matters" (and heaven help them if they put it on the piano and defame music and art like that)! Everything about the nothing-ness of managing our stuff just defiles my sense of importance and yet seeing it all messy defiles my sense of beauty and pride of duty. I am the least physically able in the house and yet the responsibility seems to fall upon me...or if I go on strike, the judgment falls upon me.
I know this is much ado about nothing that people in the house are doing when they should be doing something but I am taking nothing personally!
This echos the story of my life and it doesn't improve with age. Men are just as guilty as children. urrrrr
Posted by: Mom | January 21, 2009 at 10:00 AM
AH HAH! Just as I suspected, YOU DID THIS TO ME!! AND I married my father..so he did it to me too! I am innocent in the whole mess! (hardly) But Mom, you always make it look so easy! EVERYTHING is in its place even when we are there making it not in its place. You have set a very high bar, Mommy! Now don't you wish you had just said "what the heck" and let it all go to hell in a laundry basket? Then I would have grown up neat and tidy (and had nothing to blog about). That is my strategy with your grandkids. Let's see how that turns out! xo
Posted by: Jillibee | February 07, 2009 at 01:27 AM