Yes, it's that time of year... when a young Hausfrau's thoughts turn to the birds and the bees...
No wait, that's not right.
Oh yeah.
Yes, it's that time of year, when a young Hausfrau's thoughts turn to what a mess her household in and her inherent laziness can no longer overcome the sense of shame at not keeping a properly cleaned house......
That's the one!
This weekend it was time to focus on the house. Re-stocking with shopping on Saturday, and cleaning today.
Yesterday I braved the masses at Sam's club, the produce mart, the regular grocery store, and then another produce mart. Then it was some general straightening up, making some cheese steak sandwiches for dinner.
Today was the major cleaning... so far the downstairs bath, vacuuming the carpet and couch, scrubbing floors, and I still need to do general "straightening up" in the kitchen. Oh, and laundry load number 3 just went in. While I was grumbly going about my tasks earlier the hubby mumbled something about how he'd clean the upstairs bath... which has yet to start as of 4pm and I suspect will not be happening until I finish the kitchen and then head up there and start it myself. Grumble. Yeah, this evening I'm gonna look up some maid services online. This is just bullshit. I don't care if the hubby "doesn't see why" I think I need maid service... since we moved into the townhome he's helped me do a big cleaning session all of... three? times. Of course he doesn't see why I need it, because his ass is happily seated upstairs in front of his computer while he does NOTHING and I have to spend my whole weekend cleaning up after his messy self.
And I'm not even going to get started about the basement.
The plan for dinner right now is a steak for the hubby and some salmon for me, but if I'm still cleaning come 6pm that is not going to happen. If it doesn't, I finally made it to the little taqueria up the street yesterday and ohmygawd, they are pretty good. Nice, basic, street-style Mexican food that is done well. I'd happily eat that for dinner.
Ha..... the hubby just made his very public display that he's finally starting to clean the bathroom with asking me a zillion questions about various cleaning supplies and so on. But that ain't gonna stop my search for a bi-weekly or monthly made service this evening.
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Apparently there was some study done that a fly painted on the back of the toilet bowl improved men's aim by 90% or something unbelievable.
It's an unconventional approach, but I'm considering it. (Yes, I'm tired of cleaning the bathroom, too.)
I feel your pain. I can't even get my husband to pick up his own papers, let alone clean up anything else. And I have been told that he will NEVER clean a bathroom. EVER.
My DH always complains that I nag him to do something. Apparently "nagging" is mentioning something twice. Then, he has the audacity to say to me, "I don't tell you what to do."
"Well," I say, "that's because YOU DON'T NEED TO. I KNOW what to do and don't need to be TOLD and I go ahead and DO it."
Asswipes.
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