you pick your battles
You pick your battles I suppose…
How come it is always we women who take the initiative over the household duties? Why does it always have to be me that says “hey, this stuff needs to be taken care of”?
I secretly have stopped picking up things around the house this week in hopes that my esteemed better half, AKA one Rugby Dude would do it. While he did do the dishes yesterday, and I love his for that, there are still 6 other rooms in the house that we both live in.
Why do I have to be the one to say to myself “hmm, that sure is a big glob of toothpaste in the sink that needs to be wiped up”
Or be the one to notice that Cody has strewn out all his dog toys all over the living room, and watch as RD even steps on one but leaves it there.
And I just love it when I can’t sleep and want to go into the guest bedroom to sleep but I can’t because the bed is filled with man clothes instead of sheets.
Or think to myself, hey there is only one more bath towel left I should do some laundry tonight.
Or even when a towel is on the floor and has been for a week, how come no one else picks it up? Oh and by the way, wadding it up and stuffing it behind the towel rack in a ball doesn’t count as hanging it up…neither does hanging it on the back of the chair in the guest room.
Why does it always have to be me?
And apparently when I don’t do it- it never gets done. Come to my house- you will see!
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Tell me about it!! I think women have s sensor or a gene in their bodies that controls the “household chores”, men just simply don’t have it or they keep hitting the snooze button on it…
It is the same way in my house. I almost have to beg for him to help out around here!!
Some men just think “Whew! A woman lives here now…I don’t have to do that anymore!” Is he one of these?
I’m sure I’ll have to deal with this myself when my beau finally moves in with me. It’s not just men, though. I’ve been in RD’s shoes before. I had a roommate who tried your techniques on me once. She didn’t think I was doing the dishes as often as she was, so she left them in the sink for a few days. Little did she know that I don’t mind a few dishes in the sink and would rather not waste the water to wash a couple of plates when I could wait and do a whole sink-full. We had a nice long talk about how her techniques weren’t working (and actually made me angry because I felt like she wasn’t respecting me) and eventually came to an agreement.
You can sure tell you are used to living on your own! No offense against men, but they are pigs. And if they weren’t a pig before a woman moved in, then they will automatically become one.
I have lived w/ 1 for 13 years and it is a daily fight at times to get him to do things, even the smallest thing. How do some women get so lucky as to get a guy to do chores and clean up after themselves w/o them telling them?