Do you ever get so tired of cleaning up after someone else that you want to smack them in the face, hard? Because as much as I have asked my husband to help out around the house, he still doesn’t do it unless I ask. Or yell. I just dont understand what goes through someones head when they know that someone else is doing the brunt of the work and hates doing it. In fact, it makes them extremely angry and irritable and makes the day or night suck. Someone you love. Someone you say that you would do anything for.
Expect, you know, your half of the household work. That’s how it is in my household. We share the duties… At least, that’s how its supposed to go. I don’t have any time to do any of the stuff that I enjoy doing because I am too busy cleaning the damn house all the time. Mind you, my house is not perfect, and like Ive previously mentioned I purposely stop cleaning the house half way through because – really – cleaning the house upsets me. And that’s just it, after I walk around the house picking everything up and putting it back, I quickly realize that I am picking up after another adult because they are too busy to do it themselves.
They’d rather watch 4 seasons of a television show on Netflix and take a nap while I am walking around the house angrily cleaning. I cannot keep doing everything for him. Short of dealing with most issues with bills or whatever, I clean the house and do the laundry. And he mows the grass outside. And he’s supposed to take out the trash (even though we’ve missed taking the trash to the curb the last 2 weeks). He’s also supposed to do half the other duties like dishes, sweeping, dusting, laundry (his half), cleaning up after the cats and dogs. But those “other” duties don’t ever get done. So I do them.
And it’s only going to get worse once graduate school starts for me because I will have even less time and more shit to do. I’d like to sit down and read 3 full chapters of my book but I can’t. I’d like to sit here for 4 hours and work on my blog, but I can’t. I don’t get it. Yes, this is a rant.
Being a kind person, I just could NOT sit around while someone is doing house work around me. I could never be a guest in someone else’s house without pitching in to help them with the household duties or make dinner, or get a few things grocery wise. That’s why I cannot understand what goes through my husbands head when he sees me doing all that I do. I just do not get it.