So, I had my post almost finished around 1pm today and then somehow it magically disappeared and was deleted with a quick key stroke I couldn’t repeat if my life depended on it. I started to rewrite it later in the day but then all hell broke loose and I resigned myself to the fact I was not going to be able to post today. Ever since my horrendous weekend, I have been swimming under a pile of laundry and sandy floors that I can’t seem to get a handle on.
I finally told Lou last night ” I can’t take care of the kids, keep the house clean, do the laundry, cook dinner and do my blog.” “No Duh, is this a news flash, because I think we all knew that?” I then declared ” I want to take care of my kids, I like to cook and I love my blog so I can’t do the laundry or clean anymore, I quit. I am so done with this job. Any idiot can fold laundry and clean”, yet according to my eldest, that is all I ever do. I have finally found something for me and I am not giving it up to keep my house clean. The problem is I was born a Virgo, so living in a dirty environment increases my stress ten fold, so I really need a clean or relatively clean place to live.
So I have a problem. Every since I read all the comments to my blog post on Monday, I have been really thinking I need to get some help. I always think first about finding help for Tiara, but I think I need help cleaning up behind her because that is what I spend most of my day doing. As a result the other two are slobs, and I am a slave. So today was Lou’s day off and he went crazy. He folded laundry for 3 hours after I left the dinner table in tears and laid in a corner trying to ignore everyone. He told me to leave and take a break, but I decided to help him get the house in order and work as a team.
Well, after he told all the girls their new responsibilities, since I pretty much do everything for everyone, we all cleaned for hours. We finally finished by 8:30pm and of course I couldn’t resist sitting down to write my post. During our cleaning session I called our housekeeper who comes twice a month and asked her to come every week. I also agreed to look for someone to come another whole day to help me with laundry and things like getting crayon off the walls, cleaning the windows, and scrubbing the baseboards. Every time I walk by a dirty baseboard I get a twinge of anxiety, yet I don’t allow myself to stop and clean it. I have trained myself to walk by but it is painful. If I cleaned every dirty space or spot I see, I wouldn’t even have time to go to the bathroom during the day, since Tiara can trash a space like no other.
So, I am feeling like we have a better plan, my house is clean for the moment and I am not concerned I need to be admitted to a psychiatric ward this week.
Happy Wednesday!!!
Good for you to think of yourself first get the help it will make all the difference. Have a great day.
It’s hard most days to think about anything else except the day to day priorities we all face! Good for you for making a decision and bravo to your hubby for stepping in and lending a hand!
I am so glad that your hubby stepped in and helped you and that the chores have been divided up for the little ones. I have 6 boys. My oldest three are grown and gone but I remarried and started all over again and at the age of 40 I now have a 2 year old and 9 month old twins. Every day is a struggle to keep things sane. I feel your pain! I am glad you come to a compromise and that you are more at Peace!
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