What's fair got to do with it?
Wow, two posts today. I'm on a roll.
I hear a lot here about moms/sms saying they are the ones to cook and clean the walls (!) and carpool and and and.
I know this is typical of women. We fought for equality and ended up with a bigger piece of the pie, but that comes with a bigger work load as well.
I work full time. And I do majority of the housework. And I am the primary grocery shopper, bottle washer, floor mopper, clothes folder, carpooler, event attender, tub scrubber, gift buyer, (I could go on but I think my point has been made).
Yesterday I got SO MAD. I had four hours sleep, worked for eight hours, ran errands for DH and DD (and me) for two hours while my oil was being changed and got home at 6:00pm. DH and DD had been home all day. My dad and SM were supposed to fly in last night really late, (and dad did, so I was up until 1am today too, and got another whopping 4 hours of sleep, and tonight is a family event until midnight, so I won't get home until 2am...) and I needed to do some tidying up before hand. Specifically, the things that OBVIOUSLY needed to be done were:
1. Vacuum DD's room
2. Make the bed in the guest room and dust
3. Clean off the dining room table
4. Clean the kitchen
5. Sweep the floor
6. Straighten the living room
7. Straighten up outside and sweep
8. Clean the guest bathroom (make sure there are towels,etc)
When I got home... nothing had been done. N O T H I N G
I played b-ball with them for an hour at their request and then went in side and started cleaning. It took me 1.5 hours to get the house from trashed to terrific.
I don't know what got into the two of them, I swear they were possessed. As I'm tearing around the house they:
1. leave their plates on the table without clearing them after dinner
2. DD leaves her stool RIGHT in the walkway so I can trip over it.
3. I'm sweeping, and DH comes over with DD's little broom and starts "helping" me
ETC. In other words, just getting in the way.
This is not usual. I don't know what got into them. But I am seriously PO'd right now.
I don't need comments on how DH should be helping me or that DD is a spoiled brat.
What I really really do need is some support and ideas of how you calmly, considerately, firmly, tell your family the Mama-Slave Wagon has left the station and ain't coming back. Do you have chore charts, honey-do lists?