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Jul. 18th, 2005 08:47 amI talked to Matt Friday about the dishes thing. He agreed that yes, he and Chris (read: Matt) should do the big dishes every night. So Friday night, he comes home from work...too tired to do dishes. And nothing got done Saturday night. Sunday we had leftovers, so nothing. And here it is, Monday morning, and my "job" for the day is (drumroll please) doing the big dishes that piled up over the weekend. (screams, tears hair out)
Plus, there's no money for grocery shopping this week (as far as I know), so I won't be following the menus in the book. Who knows what we'll end up having. (bangs head on desk)
My life was not supposed to turn out like this. I was not supposed to be a crazy housewife maid. I hate cleaning. I chose to get married on an equinox thinking it would symbolize equality in everything in the marriage. Yes, I respect him as my head. But that doesn't mean I should get shafted with all the dishes!!!! Hell, the roommate should help more than starting the dishwasher now and then.
He doesn't understand when I rant about being the primary dishwasher all through high school. He claims that should have trained me to do dishes. I explain, over and over, that it conditioned me to hate cleaning and doing dishes. The longer I spend doing dishes, the worse my mood gets. I'm ready to kill by the time I finish. Seeing bare counters scares me. It's not normal!! Just thinking about having to scrub pots and pans today is making me upset. I don't want to do it. I really don't want to do it. I want to work on my sewing, work on the two outfits I have planned so I can have some spending money. But if I don't get the kitchen clean, I'll get a lecture that I don't want to deal with, either.
(frustrated sigh) This would be good motivation to get a job. He wouldn't be able to use the "but you're home more" argument as to why I have to clean. Get a job that takes me out of state three months at a time and pays to put me up in a hotel and eat out. Anyone know a job like that?
Plus, there's no money for grocery shopping this week (as far as I know), so I won't be following the menus in the book. Who knows what we'll end up having. (bangs head on desk)
My life was not supposed to turn out like this. I was not supposed to be a crazy housewife maid. I hate cleaning. I chose to get married on an equinox thinking it would symbolize equality in everything in the marriage. Yes, I respect him as my head. But that doesn't mean I should get shafted with all the dishes!!!! Hell, the roommate should help more than starting the dishwasher now and then.
He doesn't understand when I rant about being the primary dishwasher all through high school. He claims that should have trained me to do dishes. I explain, over and over, that it conditioned me to hate cleaning and doing dishes. The longer I spend doing dishes, the worse my mood gets. I'm ready to kill by the time I finish. Seeing bare counters scares me. It's not normal!! Just thinking about having to scrub pots and pans today is making me upset. I don't want to do it. I really don't want to do it. I want to work on my sewing, work on the two outfits I have planned so I can have some spending money. But if I don't get the kitchen clean, I'll get a lecture that I don't want to deal with, either.
(frustrated sigh) This would be good motivation to get a job. He wouldn't be able to use the "but you're home more" argument as to why I have to clean. Get a job that takes me out of state three months at a time and pays to put me up in a hotel and eat out. Anyone know a job like that?
