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Posted by AdaGrace on October 4, 2005, at 10:15:29
There is some serious cleaning needed there. Organization demanded there, files from work needed to be filed there.
But I have to move things, sweep the floor, hose down the floor, wait for the floor to dry, ....
Lots of floor activity. Floor excercises actually.
I'll clean it up, organize it, and someone will just walk behind me and dirty it up again.
Tools purchased for Mr. Man for Christmas last year, oftentimes never make it back into his tool box. I know which ones are new by the way........the black handled ones with yellow stripes denoting "Stanley" brand. I have three screwdrivers in my kitchen from that new set. Actually I have like a dozen screwdrivers, and a few wrenches, a pair of pliers, and a socket wrench in here that have filtered their way into my house and never returned to their rightful place in the toolbox. I know this exact count of tools because yesterday I cleaned out two junk drawers and the cabinets in my laundry room.
I am throwing away on average two trash bags full of unwanted junk a day. Before you know it, I will be junk free..........or not.
The spawns of satan will just drag more crappola into the house. This is a lovely temprary cleaning job, which will need to be repeated every few months in order to keep order.
Look at me, I am posting, posting, posting, sober I might add, and not bawling. I must be cured. Cured for the moment of my manic depressive ways. Of course they will return. Of course they will. Just like the kids will return from school to junk up my clean.
I need a job.
I NEED A JOB!
I HAVE TO GET A JOB!!!!!
Posted by wildcard on October 4, 2005, at 13:14:42
In reply to I'm Going to the Garage Soon, I Mean It!!!, posted by AdaGrace on October 4, 2005, at 10:15:29
Ha! I am not the only person that has used the word *crappola*..lmao! *Snicker*~i keep MY tools seperate or they will be left out, lost, etc., so i know the feeling. Where do u get all this energy and can u send some this way? I am a packrat and have decided enough but i need the energy..lol ; )PS~if u dont mind me asking, what kind of field of work are you looking for?
Posted by AdaGrace on October 4, 2005, at 15:25:09
In reply to Re: I'm Going to the Garage Soon, I Mean It!!! » AdaGrace, posted by wildcard on October 4, 2005, at 13:14:42
I'd like to say I am on diet speeders, but I keep forgetting to take them. I must be getting attatched to my added girth. Energy? I really don't think I have all that much, I am used to working 10 hour days, coming home and working 4 or so more, but now I am lucky to get going before 10 in the morning. I have worked for 20 years and find myself liking the lazy hazy days of unemployment all too well. However, since I have worked like a man for most of my life, I find I can't sit idly by and not get my house in order. Noone else is going to do it for me anyway. I really like throwing away stuff too. Makes me feel acomplished.
Work? what field of work? Hmmm. Who cares....
Oh yeah, I care, ummmmm I have experience in many fields of accounting, office management, etc, but no degree. Seems that little piece of paper means a lot nowadays.
Oh well, I won't think about that today, I'll think about that tomorrow.......
I did that in my best Scarlett O'Hare voice, you just didn't hear it........
La De Da.........I show has work to do......ta ta
Posted by dominique on October 4, 2005, at 17:09:53
In reply to Re: I'm Going to the Garage Soon, I Mean It!!! » wildcard, posted by AdaGrace on October 4, 2005, at 15:25:09
Posted by dominique on October 4, 2005, at 17:19:34
In reply to I'm Going to the Garage Soon, I Mean It!!!, posted by AdaGrace on October 4, 2005, at 10:15:29
> There is some serious cleaning needed there. Organization demanded there, files from work needed to be filed there.
>
> But I have to move things, sweep the floor, hose down the floor, wait for the floor to dry, ....
>
> Lots of floor activity. Floor excercises actually.
>
> I'll clean it up, organize it, and someone will just walk behind me and dirty it up again.
>
> Tools purchased for Mr. Man for Christmas last year, oftentimes never make it back into his tool box. I know which ones are new by the way........the black handled ones with yellow stripes denoting "Stanley" brand. I have three screwdrivers in my kitchen from that new set. Actually I have like a dozen screwdrivers, and a few wrenches, a pair of pliers, and a socket wrench in here that have filtered their way into my house and never returned to their rightful place in the toolbox. I know this exact count of tools because yesterday I cleaned out two junk drawers and the cabinets in my laundry room.
>
> I am throwing away on average two trash bags full of unwanted junk a day. Before you know it, I will be junk free..........or not.
>
> The spawns of satan will just drag more crappola into the house. This is a lovely temprary cleaning job, which will need to be repeated every few months in order to keep order.
>
> Look at me, I am posting, posting, posting, sober I might add, and not bawling. I must be cured. Cured for the moment of my manic depressive ways. Of course they will return. Of course they will. Just like the kids will return from school to junk up my clean.
>
> I need a job.
>
> I NEED A JOB!
>
> I HAVE TO GET A JOB!!!!!
>
>
Gracie.... get the man to do some chores around your house. If you are like me, you push your way through things in order for them to be done correctly (or in our way). I fell asleep Sunday, and my husband took it upon his self to finish the laundry. We have had several "pink" issues with his laundry days so he hasn't done them; but he wanted to surprise me. He did 2 loads, washed my good clothes in hot water (not according to my regime) and was very proud of his accomplishments. I didn't argue I just smiled and stretched the crap out of my clothes like a rubber band.
Peg Boards..... have a peg board day!!! you both can hang peg boards in the garage in order for him to hang his wrenches, ropes, hand saws and other tools. It is an accomplishment, looks neat, and keeps things orderly.
Hold him accountable!!!!! Throw them in a bucket or trash can and put them under his work bench etc. He'll see, or so he should, see that they don't belong in a kitchen draw or on the counter top where food is prepared.
Your kids.... hold them accountable for their mess!!! Have them take their shoes off at the door, a lot less mud and grime will go through the house with this routine. If they eat or drink out of a dish, have them put it into the dishwasher or have them wash them. Assign weekly chores for each kid and then have them swap. My mom had a chore sheet on the fridge. We felt an accomplishment when we could check things off and then show her our "great" jobs of dusting, vacuuming, sweeping, dish duty, etc.
Even though we think that we are Super Woman and House Keeper of the Year, we aren't, and we as women have to come to that idea, that we too need HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
8-}
Dom
Posted by AdaGrace on October 4, 2005, at 20:16:15
In reply to Re: I'm Going to the Garage Soon, I Mean It!!!, posted by dominique on October 4, 2005, at 17:19:34
His standard of cleanliness is nowhere near the norm.....I'll just do it myself.........if I throw away his things, he will just waste money to buy more........
Posted by dominique on October 4, 2005, at 20:36:34
In reply to Re: Why Bother » dominique, posted by AdaGrace on October 4, 2005, at 20:16:15
> His standard of cleanliness is nowhere near the norm.....I'll just do it myself.........if I throw away his things, he will just waste money to buy more........
>
>
Argueing for the sake of argueing????? hehehehe.
If he is really that selfish, than have him do the darn cleaning in the house. Or ignore the hell out of him until he does something (around the house; in a good manor) to catch your attention. Childish, but sometimes works. Hey, if all else fells, you have nothing to lose, you're still going to be the one cleaning up after the parasite.....
Smiles
Dom
Posted by AdaGrace on October 5, 2005, at 17:01:34
In reply to Re: Why Bother, posted by dominique on October 4, 2005, at 20:36:34
Ignoring Mr. Man creates more grief for me. Because I am not paying enough attention to him, I get called 20 times a day, followed around the house, watched while I take a bath or perform "other" bathroom duties, and generally irritated to H*ll and back so I just sorta ignore a little, and then give a little, and then ignore a little, and when he actually leaves the abode, I say a little prayer and sing this song.........
"zip-a-de-do-da, nip-a-de-ayye, my-oh-my-what-a-beautiful-day..........."
Posted by dominique on October 6, 2005, at 22:18:08
In reply to Re: Why Bother, Ignorance is NOT Bliss » dominique, posted by AdaGrace on October 5, 2005, at 17:01:34
> Ignoring Mr. Man creates more grief for me. Because I am not paying enough attention to him, I get called 20 times a day, followed around the house, watched while I take a bath or perform "other" bathroom duties, and generally irritated to H*ll and back so I just sorta ignore a little, and then give a little, and then ignore a little, and when he actually leaves the abode, I say a little prayer and sing this song.........
>
> "zip-a-de-do-da, nip-a-de-ayye, my-oh-my-what-a-beautiful-day..........."
>Grace,
I had a cousin with this issue. Husband wanted her to take off his shoes, rub his feet, have everything ready for him when he came home. He'd even check her mileage everyday to see how far she'd go, and not allow her to go to the store alone. THis IS a serious problem!!!!!!! HE has a serious problem....IMO.
Dom
Posted by AdaGrace on October 6, 2005, at 23:09:33
In reply to Re: Why Bother, Ignorance is NOT Bliss, posted by dominique on October 6, 2005, at 22:18:08
Actually I know what you mean. It's a stalker/abuser relationship. A form of control abuse, and derived from him knowing I "almost" had an affair. However, I seem to be reminded of the many, many years that he virtually ignored me, never opened a door or pulled out a chair for me, and certainly never introduced me to anyone. Of course, I never went anywhere without him either. Not sure if that was a concious effort in compliance to his rules or my own lack of independence.
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