Catching Up

I don't know about you, but things have gotten a little crazy around here.  As I suspected, since shoulder surgery my family has been able to get by with the minimum.  Friends have brought meals three days a week since surgery.  What a blessing!  Since the stomach needs have been met, everything else has fallen off the deep end.  No one around here seems to care if things are picked up.  No one checks hair and outfits before walking out the door.  And no one cleans up my kitchen.

Living in a house full of boys is like going back in the Dark Ages.  I am not exaggerating when I tell you that it is a little archaic.

I fight this attitude daily.  It's a little hard to argue it, though, if you actually DO spend the majority of your time in the kitchen.  How does that even happen?!  Between the kitchen and the laundry room, I clock a lot of hours getting things done.  In my next house, I'm going to put a comfy sofa in my laundry room to hide.  I'm pretty sure no one would ever think to look for me in there.  

If you have an all boy household and this is not how things work in your home then teach me.  I need to know.  How do you get boys to help with the "girly" stuff and shake that "women's work" attitude?  I'm too tired to fight it these days and I am losing.  Don't get me wrong, I don't mind doing the work, I just don't want anyone thinking that I'm the only one who should.

I am determined to get these boys working around the house, but today is not the day to start.  I'm still a bit incapacitated from surgery.  So in the meantime, I will be going against the grain and kept on my toes to avoid disasters such as these.

But, hey - 
at least someone is happy!
I just hope he isn't starting a trend.

~ Mrs. Priss

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