Housework and I don’t have a very loving relationship. You would think that we would, since we spend so much time together, but I just don’t love it.
Maybe because it’s always staring me in the face.
Maybe because when I am loading this
The baby is unloading this
Or maybe because when I feel like I have succeeded by having this empty
There is a full one just around the corner to be put away.
I’ve been trying to catch up on housework today since it’s my day off. Trying being the key word. It has put me in the worst mood. Isn’t that terrible?
I need to come up with a system, so that it doesn’t pile up on me. I think I am going to make myself a daily to-do list and make sure I get that done, so that I don’t have to play catch up on my days off. <sigh> How I wish I were a little more OCD around the house.