Monday, June 29, 2009

Morning Routine?

I have finally trained my husband to close the door in the morning when he gets ready for work. He is the loudest. After getting up a couple of times in the night, the last thing I want to hear is his noisy self in the a.m..

When I get out of bed a short while after he leaves, I make my first stop to the bathroom. As I having my pee time, I take a quick glance around and see the small flood on the bathroom floor. Getting out of the shower I think he must shake the water off like a dog, rather than use the towel that he has hung behind the bathroom door. Also behind the bathroom door (but on the floor) are his underwear.

Naturally, my next stop is to the sink to wash my hands (obviously). There are minty blue gobs of toothpaste streaking down the sink. Not from me, as I haven't made it that far in my day.

I grab the baby, and head for the kitchen. We know that Hudson's Daddy had eggs and toast this morning. The dirty dishes are in the sink waiting for me to put them away AFTER I unload the dishwasher (that I turned on last night). The counters are scattered with toast crumbs.

The end of the counter by the back door is what I famously like to call his 'nest'. It is the spot that he drops his keys, hat, wallet and whatever else is in his pockets. Now that he is gone, all that remains is his crumpled receipts and a balled-up/used band-aid. Thanks.

As I make my way downstairs to the computer to start this post, I am tripping on his flip-flops he wore last night that never make it on to the shoe rack right beside them.

Sit down at the computer, and there is another nest on the printer with more crumpled receipts and invoices. Post it's stuck to the desk from his latest house-hunt on MLS, and an empty pop can.

I know full well that I am a neat freak. I have been this way for quite some time. I do cut some slack, but wouldn't you know better to pick up after yourself rather than have me nag about it?!

If I say anything, he bitches about how he didn't marry his mother.

Last time I checked she didn't live here either!! (Thankfully!)

2 comments:

  1. I am *not* a neat freak yet I deal with the same issues on a daily basis and they drive me equally INSANE. I don't understand the logic behind living like that. And if I did not go around picking up, cleaning, sweeping, wiping, washing after him, it would pile up and he would STILL think nothing of it. Somehow it's OK to live like this and we are evil bitches for wanting otherwise...

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  2. sounds to me you need to fire that maid for not showing up for work!!!!!!!!!

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