I am the semi-neurotic mother of three kids, ages 18, 8 and 5. My oldest is off to college and my youngest just started school. I’ve been the single mom, divorced mom, married mom, young mom, old mom, career mom, and attends school-at-night mom. I’ve worked in the IT world for almost two decades, but still shy from programming cell phones. I have no free time, but when I do…I write or read or plan our next vacation or holler at whomever to give me some PEACE AND QUIET.
Arduous Tasks
One of the things I HATE about motherhood, absolutely, to the core of my being, loathe and despise, is laundry. I inwardly, and outwardly cringe when I see the dirty clothes piles (as we have one in each bedroom and bathroom) get closer and closer to the ceilings. I know I have a lot to be grateful for, being that I don’t have to wash clothes with a bar of homemade soap, a creek and a rock, but I’m still not happy.
When I only had one child, and was dating my now husband, laundry wasn’t so bad. Of course, that child wasn’t yet a teenager and that pre-husband was doing his own laundry. Back then I was so on top of laundry that my pre-husband said if he lay down on the carpet, he’d get thrown into the washer within an hour.
(I still married that smart-ass)
When I have a 3-day weekend, which isn’t very often, I spend one entire day doing laundry. ONE ENTIRE DAY!! I didn’t spend that long giving birth.
Criminy.
When my son became a young man I figured I’d shove, er, delegate this chore onto him. He quickly accepted, probably due to the look on my face and/or the tone in my voice, but then he started wearing whatever didn’t kill canaries at 20 paces. At least in France I can’t smell him! (And if I’m subscribing to stereotypes he blends right in)
Lately I’ve been pondering the possibility of passing on laundry duties to my 8-year-old daughter. She quickly accepted the grown-up chore, but I know in a month’s time she’ll start smelling like old cabbage.
Whatever. As long as I don’t have to do it.
Awesome way to represent the chores that you loath so. Let me know how that delegation goes to the 8 yr old. I may try it myself!
Comment by Vicki — November 2, 2009 @ 9:12 pmLove you!
Vic
Okay, you might have to be more convincing about how much fun it REALLY is, and do your best Tom Sawyer to sell it to your 8 year old. ;) …whatever didn’t kill canaries! ROFL! I couldn’t stop laughing.
Comment by Renata — November 10, 2009 @ 7:04 pm