This morning Scott woke up at 6:30 and went for a run. How nice I thought, to be able to just decide to get up and go. Not worrying about "if I go now who will make sure Hannah and Hayden get up okay, who will quiz Hunter and Hannah on spelling words, who will crack the whip and make sure H and H practice the piano". If I went, probably nobody. And everybody would be that much happier. At least for today. So that was what was going through my mind at 6:30 this morning.
Then Scott gets home from his run, and asks me if I'm going to "get around" to any of our laundry today? Usually, that man does not complain, so it had to be bad for him to open that can :) It really was an innocent question. But I was mad/annoyed and my feelings were a little hurt. To be fair he had just run 3 miles in bike shorts...(because all running shorts were dirty) let's just say Scott and his junk were not so comfy. But to be fair to me, I do laundry every day, just like you I'm sure...just not our laundry. Yes, sometimes, I'll admit it's the last to get done. Or the first I guess, it just depends on how you look at it :)
So after I got over myself and quit my self proclaimed strike (lasted all of about 5 minutes) I got motivated to clean up and pick up. I decided to cancel Hope's gym appointment and stay home for the whole morning and early afternoon and be a domestic goddess for the day. You see for me, action is the only thing that makes me feel better. If a messy house is eating at me, it will just keep eating away until I clean it up. I'll feel so much better this afternoon. And you better be darn sure there will be one heck of a laundry mountain to put away later.
***Oh I almost forgot. Scott was staying home this morning for a conference call. He had his laptop out in the office. I was giving him a run down of my morning, you know all the things I hoped to get done this today. And he says, "Could you start the carpet cleaner upstairs I need the downstairs quiet for about an hour." I pause..."How about you get yourself into work this morning...or go move your little home office UPSTAIRS??" Since it's DOWNSTAIRS that I'm workin'!!! Come on honey, how long have we been married?? :) haha I really am thankful for a patient man who puts up with my crap.
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Isn't it funny how all moms go through the same things... I go on a five minute strike about every day. ;)
Love the pictures with staples and hole punches...you are a patient girl!
I can just image your whole morning. I had a day l like that yesterday after a comment about dusting. It jump started me and I got a whole lot done yesterday.
Oh wedded bliss...but good for you for forcing him into those bike shorts...it's good for the man to get comfy with his furniture once in a while! And good for you that you got up and did something about it. Me?...I just complain some more~
see, i don't have a husband asking me to get things done - i have another personality. good for you for spending the day getting things done. and hopey will be just as happy as can be at home, playing with her toys. and what happened - did scott go to work, go upstairs, or did you work upstairs?
He packed up and went upstairs to the boys' room. He came down saying "wow this carpet has never looked better" I hadn't started the carpet cleaning yet...but he was trying :)
Have a good cleaning day! You are right it feels so much better when everything is done. Counting the days until Halloween so I can make a big batch of whoopee pies. I have comitted to stay away from treats until halloween.
hee hee, glad i'm not the only one who loses it with her hubby sometimes. chris is usually great, too, but the other night made a huge stink about my socks being too near his pillow. they weren't dirty socks. they were the socks i was going to wear to bed. {i'm weird like that.} and he acted like they were hazmat worthy. i told him that if he finds me so freakin' disgusting...well, then he can take care of his own "needs". i wouldn't want to make him sick or make him vomit by getting too close to him or anything.:)
okay...natalie, you just made my night:)
Hayley...I'm totally gigglin' about your other *personality*
heather...your pics below with the staples and hole punches are sooo flippin' funny. I hope you keep those forever.
Glad you showed Scott who the boss is :)
why do us mothers take the most basic requests (like clean underwear) as the biggest insults to our domesticity? I know I do...
Heather, you crack me up!! The fact that you used the word "junk" is just hilarious to me. I, too, am not afraid to tell Nolan to check himself if his thoughts are not to my liking (and that, too, lasts about 5 minutes) Also, if my house is dirty or laundry needs to be done, it eats at me until I take care of it! Blah! I think you're a domestic goddess for sure, Heather--look at all the things you do for your family!!
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