Just today I was laughing (only laughing so I could keep myself from throwing a “hissy-fit”) at the fact that I am the only one who obsesses over trying not to get anything (food mostly) on the kitchen floor. The “funny” part of it is, is I’m the ONLY one who sweeps that floor- or any.
So, when my fiancé gets upset or annoyed that I’m constantly “nagging on him” or “giving him attitude” about the crumbs or clumps of formula he drops on the floor without picking it up, this is why. I’m just tired of doing the same thing every day, multiple times a day.
I get it – these people have never used the broom in this house, so they are unaware of the feeling of seeing a splat of yogurt or shoe prints on your freshly mopped floor.
The problem here is, nobody notices the exact things I do in this house. The same things that a privileged, rich teenager would never notice. Is that what I’ve turned these people into? People who don’t notice when all the laundry is finally done (lets be honest, the laundry is never fully done) or when the bathroom has just been cleaned and is now sparkling?
Do you think any of them stop to think who folded all of my clothes?
Who did all the dishes that were piled to the ceiling?
Who cleaned the toilet for the hundredth time because someone doesn’t understand how to not pee on the seat?
Who vacuumed the floor that was full of crumbs?
Who washed my sheets?
Who picked up my toys?
Nope.
I am constantly having to stop myself from blowing up on my kids because I don’t want them to see me as “the mean one” and I don’t want them to pick up my bad habits, but it’s sooo hard!
It makes sense why I, and only I, get so frustrated at these little messes. Because most of the time, I am the only one cleaning up these messes. My kids are too little to clean up and my fiance works all day, so that just leaves me to pick up after everyone.
Sometimes I feel like a maid.
Sometimes I feel like my “roommates” only see me as the maid.
I clean up after these people, but yet, I’m the bad guy for trying to prevent future messes because maybe I’m coming off as uptight or something, I don’t know, but I’m juST TRYING TO SAVE MYSELF FROM CLEANING UP A MESS THAT I JUST TACKLED. I don’t mean to be annoying, and you know what? I don’t even care if I come off that way anymore.
Almost every time I mop the floors, I tell my fiancé about it when he comes home. I say “did you notice I mopped the floors?” And he always says, “Yes,” no, you didn’t but thanks for lying. I only tell him because if I didn’t, it would go unnoticed. And do you know how hard it is to even be able to mop the floors in my household? I need my toddler to be far far away or else she will be full on slip-n-slide and smash her head onto the floor. So, as it may not seem like such a big deal to you, it is to me, which is why I don’t want it to go unnoticed.
However, Im not saying I expect them to notice- my toddler and 4-month-old are just too little to make the correlation and my fiancé works all day, five times a week.
So, that just leaves me here, alone, and it’s up to me to cheer myself on as I go.
And that’s fine- just if someone could acknowledge all the efforts I put into making our home a livable space would be great.