Last week, I held a family meeting. I am (once again) getting really frustrated with being the only member of my family who actually cleans. My husband is a terrific guy who does dishes and laundry, but he wouldn't even SEE dirt unless it jumped up and bit him on the butt. And our 2 teenagers are even worse...
So at our meeting, I layed down the LAW. Every Saturday, from 10 until noon ALL family members are going to clean. Yeah....right. We tried it this past weekend. Phil finally managed to lug the Christmas totes down cellar but never cleaned anything. Kenny vacuumed the family room with a vacuum cleaner that was clogged and then locked himself in the bathroom!
Oh....the excuses I heard:
I just woke up.
I'm too tired.
I'm hungry.
I'm thirsty.
Mom, Kenny's not helping.
Mom, Kenny locked himself in the bathroom.
Mom I can't clean, the supplies are locked in the bathroom with Kenny!
And my personal favorite: it will just get dirty again, so why bother?
Aargghh! The next sound heard was my head hitting the wall. THUMP....OUCH!
Summertime
9 years ago
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