Saturday Morning Thoughts

I am feeling very restless and unsettled. I have written several entries and then either privetized them or erased them.

Part of this feeling is that I hate living in a dirty house but I also hate almost as much house cleaning. I think this has to do with the years I was married {as does a lot of my disfunctional thinking and habits, actually} When I got married, I wholeheartedly bought into the common belief that it is “women’s work” to cook and clean. So, I did it. I also went out to work daily and as the years passed, I began to resent the fact that not only did I bring in money like my husband “the breadwinner”, but I had ALL the additional responsibility of the housework, the shopping, the cooking and the cleaning.

I was a very different person then. If I was in that situation today, I would bring my feelings of anger and frustration up early and not wait, as I did then, for some small thing to ignite a huge row, And looking back over a gap of twenty plus years, I think if I had known then what I know now, my then-husband would have come around and done his share. It was not that he was unwilling or unable. It was that he was not used to doing it. His mother had worked a lot of her married life but if she was resentful about having to do everything, she had not required her sons to help. {She had four daughters who did help.} So, I have got all these feelings of anger from the past tied to housework.

I am not a cleanliness freak. But when the dirt grits under my bare feet as I walk I find that I get irritated. More importantly, I am finding that I am getting depressed when I look around at the clutter {most of it mine} that is within touching distance.

So, I am going to do the following:

finish my coffee
go for a walk. {This will charge up my energy level.}
do the dishes
clean off the table.{All my clutter}
put away all my jackets and coats cluttering up the backs of the chairs
vacuum.

Now, I am promising myself nothing more for today. If I have the energy, I will do more. If not, those few things will make a difference. And, as I have discovered and rediscovered many many times, one small steps leads to another…

Until later..

Mezzo

April 16, 2005

I understand this. I am NOT Suzy HomeMaker by any means…even tho’ my intentions are good. I’ve decided that what I really need, is a WIFE…to do the damned job! I do what I have to….but the major cleaning stints are probably not what they should be… Love ya! ~M

gray tabby

i wonder if most women dislike housework? i wouldn’t be surprised at all if they did. i’ve got get myself busy and do a little cleaning as well. take care,

I can relate to your situation. My jackets are taking up the backs of chairs too. Over the years I have taken up every available corner of the house with stuff. I got to take another look at it all when I was recently on a hunt for my birth certificate.

SphinxMinx

It’s harder to point fingers when you realise much of the mess is your own making. Housework gets me down too but I find putting my MP3 player on and pausing to dance when a particularly favourite tune comes on makes the whole experience more fun. I guess you could say I belong to the “Whistle While You Work” corps. Not my fault either. I blame Disney.

greeneyes&sunflowers

My daughter swore that when she would move out, our house would fall apart, she thought that I used her as a maid and babysitter. Well to be honest, our house is much cleaner since she has been gone and will undoubtedly be spotless, when Jared moves out. LOL! well not spotless but very manageable. *huggs* and happy walking.

roseyrays

Think, all use woman feel like this at times. hope this mood pases quickly Best Wishes

momof2boys2

My husband keeps asking me why I don’t go back to school or work full-time. I just tell him I have a full time job here and a part time job. When people start helping me around here on a regular basis I will think about going back to work full time. I just think taking care of a house is alot of work. I hate dirty houses I grew up like that. With two boys I don’t get alot of help.

Shi

Clutter makes me depressed too, but then so does housecleaning. It’s a no win situation.

Oh WOW,do I understand this. Not only do I hate housework and dirty houses, but I had a mother and grandmother who had a twice-a-week maid by the time they were 50 – with less money than we have. I have insisted, from time to time, that Husband help, but it’s just like having a five year old help, except that you know Husband won’t learn to do it better. My solution finally came. (cont-)

(-cont) I got a Roomba. I love it. Just having the floors clean all the time is enough to let me feel I can handle the rest. The only downside is that I need to move dining chairs and plant stands out of the room before I let it clean. Too many small lets confuse it. I love to watch it find its docking station to charge its own battery when its low. Definitely money well spent!

Dang-bone it. (As Daddy used to say) That’s supposed to be “Too many LEGS confuse it.”