I think the painful crick in my neck is a result of me carefully avoiding looking directly at the abject slovenliness all around our home. This is the real reason I'm counting the days until summer - frankly, I can handle the everyday nuttiness of teenagers far more gracefully than the reality that my house is becoming a pit of despair. Day 1 of summer vacation = Operation Organization. (Okay, that's Day 2. Day 1 is lunch and/or mayhem with local blogging friends).
I know, feminist-NOW-hear me roar friends, the man in my life is capable of helping out. But the truth is, I would rather he didn't enter my domain because I have particular ways of doing the things I do. And if someone tries to lend a hand, I must try to explain those particular ways and then I just sound CRAZY. It makes perfect sense to me, even if I get a little grouchy when I can't get everything done just so.
All this to say, I am giddy with joy that in three hours our kids are going to be whisked away by their grandpa. Stu & I are going to Portland for the day (and night!), and I am going to try my hardest to NOT think about the house or school or anything mundane the entire time. I hope I don't bust a blood vessel.
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Go. Enjoy. Drink. the house, the job and the kids will all be there when you get back!
Happy Anniversary!
I hope that plan works for you!
Seriously, why is that as soon as school gets out you look around and think, "Good lord, how can anyone live in this pit?"
"But the truth is, I would rather he didn't enter my domain because I have particular ways of doing the things I do."
Oh I can SOOO relate to that one. After 14 years of marriage, my DH KNOWS better. :o)
Go frolick, my friends, and be well.
What a beautiful day for getting downtown...
I am also the organizer of the house - my husband - even after 10 years of living in this house, still has trouble figuring out how to unload the dishwasher in terms of putting everything back where it "belongs!"
Have a great day with your Hot Date!
i'm giggling because i really get annoyed by him not helping, but then when he does help (when the moon is full and the tide is out AND there is a fifth thursday in the month but not a fifth wednesday...) i am annoyed by the way he does it. i can't be pleased, can i?
have a lOVEly evening!
It's teacher burnout time-I'm telling you if you came to my house right now, you would feel better about yours-and I actually had to vacuum 300 times this week. June 20th is what it's all about for me now.
After 12 years, my husband has learned that when it comes to cleaning "it just gets done better if Debbie does it"...I probably wouldn't like the way he does it anyway!!
Have a great getaway!! No kids, huh...I wouldn't know where to start!!
Debbie...procrastinating cleaning the boys' room which surpassed "disaster zone" days ago!!
Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow we shall organize!
I'm the same way. I bitch and moan but in reality I like to do it my way.
I know what you mean. My house is at a level of cleanliness that hovers somewhere between "frightening" and "appalling".
I am happy to have other people take a crack at most anything, except laundry. i have a specific fold and pile method that makes it easier to put stuff away. I don't like it when people eff with my laundry system.
i hope you had so much fun in portland. did you go to any downtown dive bars with voo? and when you are done at your house? my house could use a little bit of ocd. i'm all out.
The clutter thing just KILLS the Matron. Indeed, I just blogged about being the only person capable of moving items from where they were dropped to where they belong. Ugh!
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