- 7 years ago
So the other day SO’s mom and her SO came over while I was at work late helping with some carpet install (secured builiding, need to escort carpeters). While I was out, SO sends me a text that he spent oodles of money to help get his mancave whipped into shape in time for next weekends UFC Fight night/Superbowl (GO PACK GO!). Anyways, not only did his mom help him with the shopping, but I noticed the next morning (I got home after midnight and didn’t really “look” until then) that the cat box was clean, there was folded laundry on the dining room table, and the kitchen smelled like cleaner.
Number 1- SO has NEVER and will NEVER touch the cat box. So that in itself set off an alarm.
Number 2 – He doesn’t fold laundry, and when he does it certainly is not as neat as that pile.
Number 3 – Cleaner… in the oven? Really?
So, I sent a text message the next day to SO and ask if he did the laundry and cat box, or if his mom did. Answer? HIS MOM!
OMG?! I felt immediately like such a terrible person. His mom is over for a few hours and feels the need to clean my house! Are we that disgusting? Am I that terrible of a house-SO? Talk about feeling like a huge sack of garbage/failure. And even worse?! If anybody should be picking up the slack, it should be SO, not his MOM!
And then, the next day she came over because our heat had gone out and she was the only one in the area that could watch the house when the technician came over. Guess who came home to a vacuumed living room, and folded blankets on the couch. Even worse? Later that night I notice the grill cover is on SO’s grill, AND the dog poop is swept off the deck.
Okay, I realize that all of these things are things that need to be done (ie: cat box and dog crap), but they are things that require daily upkeep, and in all honesty, I don’t always have the time to do them, and I certainly don’t have the incentive to do them when I know that the second I’ve cleaned either of them, it’ll look like they’ve been there for days. But really? His mom cleaned these things, and not me, or SO. I’ll admit that I personally will avoid the cat box for as long as possible because I’ve been doing it for the last 10 years (no more cats after these babies pass on), but I really hadn’t thought much about the deck. Our deck doesn’t have steps that go down to the first floor, and our dog literally wants to go outside every 20 minutes for all of 2 minutes if we’re lucky, so it’s just easier to let her out the back.
Sorry this has gotten long – but I really just needed to vent how disappointed I am in myself and SO. Mostly myself because it is my responsibility, and partly SO because I’ve told him numberous times that I need his help and the only time I get it is if I open my mouth and physically ask for it.
Any other Bees experienced this? Did it kick you into gear to do better, or did it just make you depressed and feel like a failure and want to give up.