Category : celeste, communication, fair weather friend, Friday bitch, house and home, wicked stepmother
My ongoing bitch is getting the kids to do their chores. I am ready to freak out and start screaming. I made lists for each of them but they don’t do the things on the lists unless it’s pointed out to them.The lists were on neon colored paper and taped to the icebox. How can you miss that? I went a week where I just said, “To hell with it.” and took down the lists because it pissed me off to look at the lists and know they were ignoring them.
Husband had a conversation with the oldest boy a couple of weeks ago and asked the kid why he never told me that that he loved me. His response? Well, I don’t tell (insert stepfather’s name here) that...it’s nothing personal.” Oh. Thanks. I’ve bent over backwards for you for 9 years and the realization that I’m just a prop in your play of life has slapped me in the face. It’s nice to know that I’m on the same playing field as a guy you’ve known for 3 years who doesn’t let you run the air conditioner when it’s hot or the heater when it’s cold because it costs too much to have it work in your loft bedroom.
I redid the chore list, bigger, badder and better than ever. I told Husband that the kids didn’t have to love me but they’ll sure as shit be keeping the house clean.
I'm ready to start cutting the power cords on the televisions.
I'm sick and tired of people expecting me to read their minds. Seriously, I'm over two-fucking-thousand miles away from you, yet I'm to know *exactly* what I said that pissed you off last month that you're just NOW getting around to chewing my ear off over.I can honestly say that I don't give a shit over something that happened last month that pissed you off. I'm those pesky two-thousand miles away, my day to day life and your day to day life don't even intersect without a phone call and a webcam involved.
Calling me in the middle of the night because you had a nightmare your husband was cheating on you does not warrant a full on freak out on my part. Not even a minor freak out on my part- mainly because he's not my husband and if he is cheating on you, why on earth do you think I'd know about it?
I'm sorry, but I have to get up and work in the morning. Yes, you work too, raising children isn't easy and I applaud you for doing your best to make them happy healthy little humans, but I have to deal with the public all day. The snot-dripping, phlem-coughing, dirty handed public. I'd rather get all the sleep I can because I know I'm going to end up catching the Masque of the Red Death from some jackass who hasn't heard of soap, and I can't deal with your paranoia right now.
I cannot wait to be done with this bullshit so we can go back to pretending that everyone is happy and we're the best of friends.... but I honestly want to rip your eyeballs out and feed them to a rabid squirrel.
And every week they walk away with no allowance in their pockets.
Is it that damned hard to understand? If you want your allowance, you have to bring your laundry downstairs on Thursday!
Oh, I've got a chore bitch. I have a chore chart on the fridge carefully outlined Mon. - Thurs. and then a separate list for my son for Friday and then a list for both of them for Saturday mornings.
It would be easier if I could complain that my kids ignore the chart, don't get things done, etc. But, no... the main problem lies in the fact that my daughter is involved with a school play and mock trial which, at least 2 nights a week, keep her at school until 8pm and at least two other days it keeps here in school until 5pm. On one hand I'm proud of her being involved like that and certainly mock trial is nothing to scoff at. But, the fact remains that I end up doing her chores on those days because she barely has the time to finish her homework.
Throw in extra things like spring or fall cleaning or attempting to de-clutter for Christmas and it's all I can do to cover the bare minimum so my house isn't a pig sty.
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Celeste, don't cut the power cords. They cost too much to replace. However, you can turn off the power at the breaker box to those outlets.
Winnie- that's why I stopped doing FlyLady, it was still me doing all the work without any help from other people living in the household.
Charlotte- I'm amazed she can do all that and keep her grades up! Give her my kudos!
But the boys and husband would know how to turn the power back on. I need to do something that shows them that I mean business.
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