Hey, I must be in a gripe mood today. I guess since I upped the ante in house this past week, the fight is getting to me. It is so much less stressful to just let my men be and ignore the house than it is to train them. However, isn’t it my responsibility to train them? I am SO outnumbered. Just writing down frustrations sometimes makes me feel better.
I am thankful that my hubbie is bringing in extra money by working 7 days a week, 10 hours a day, but I am also worried about his physical well-being. He took the day off yesterday because of his back. The last thing I said to him as I left the house (because I know him) was not to touch the laundry. We have had this ongoing fight for 20 years now and he refuses to listen. He touches the laundry JUST to get to me. I know he must be, but why he enjoys seeing my angry I do not know. Arguments over stupid laundry are going to be the cause for a divorce some day. Is that not stupid?
So, I come home for lunch yesterday and what is the ONE thing (not that I expected him to do anything but relax) he has managed to do?
Touch the laundry.
And I come home after work yesterday, after griping at him over the lunch hour, and what is the ONE thing he has managed to do?....again?
Touch the laundry.
Why?
Gripe IntermissionAlso, when he’s working 70 hours a week, when does he find time to go to the store without me knowing it (per earlier blog post)? It makes me wonder what else he manages to find time to do without me knowing it. He knows everything I do and everywhere I go. I could go on with this subject, but am choosing not to now.
Gripe CommercialMen receive a gift; flash to scene of mom asking them to call to say thanks; flash to scene of mom asking them to call to say thanks again; flash to scene of mom asking them to call to say yet thanks again; flash to scene of mom handing men a card to complete to say thanks; end of episode, please return to this soap opera in two weeks; flash to scene of mom now angry because no thanks have been given; flash to scene of men writing inside card. Now we will return to our regularly scheduled show called "messing with mom's laundry system."
The point is that I have a system. Don’t mess with my system! It drives me nuts!
Come on, dear readers, please laugh with me! I know there has to be others out there who experience the same. I cannot be alone in my misery. I have shared some of my other "men instructions" with people in the past and most often everyone gets a good laugh. Maybe I will dig those old ones out again, but I hope this new one below makes you smile.
System 1. When the hamper is full, I take it down and put a load in.Point 1a: If you never put anything in the hamper and throw things on the bedroom floor, nothing gets washed because the hamper is never full. I refuse to pick up your clothes off the floor and drag them out from under beds.
Point 1b: If you take the hamper downstairs because you think you are being helpful, tell me. If I do not know it is full, it does not get washed. Mysteriously appearing empty hampers never trigger me to wash clothes. I refuse to keep track of which hamper was last in the bathroom.
System 2: When a sorted basket is full, I wash it.Point 2a: If all of the white socks are under the beds, underwear and socks will never get washed because the sorted basket will never fill up. I refuse to crawl under beds looking for underwear.
Point 2b: If you decide that I do not wash fast enough (because you have not followed my system) and you put in your own load of clothes and turn the dial to "small load," and do not turn the dial back, I will wash the next load with not enough water and have to wash it twice, thereby messing with my system and taking longer for me to wash clothes, wasting detergent and softener, which causes me to not wash fast enough. This results in a vicious circle of an infective system. Please use my system.
Point 2c: If you take my dress clothes out of the dryer and throw them on the floor to make room for your clothes that subsisted under the bed, then I will have to rewash my dress clothes or at least re-dry them to take out the wrinkles.
Point 2d: If you decide to put a half-full sorted basket into the machine on your own (because you have not followed my system) and do not use enough detergent, it only results in clothes with a new smell, and I have to wash them again anyway, thereby creating a huge pause in the system.
Point 2e: If you decide to put a half-full sorted basket of whites into the machine (because you have not followed my system) and spill bleach on my clean dress clothes that you have thrown on the floor from the dryer, I will not be a happy mom, will go to my room angry, and not wash any clothes until my anger subsides, thereby creating a ripple in the system.
System 3: When an empty basket is in the hallway, I take it down and put in another load.Point 3a: When you see a basket in the hallway full of clean clothes, take a few minutes to find your clothes and put them away. Do not put them on your floor so that they appear to be dirty, only to be washed again.
Point 3b: If the basket is never emptied, I will have nothing to trigger me to go back downstairs to put in another load. Putting on clothes straight from the basket interrupts the flow of future loads, messing with my system.
Point 3c: When you try to put away everyone else’s clothes because you want to be helpful, it is not really all that beneficial. It is not helpful when you guess whose clothes are whose and my very large jeans end up in someone’s else’s closet or size 32 x 32 jeans end up in my closet.
Point 3d: If you cannot find your own favorite shirt, do not ask me. You are responsible for putting your own clothes away and should know where you put them.