And don't tell me it's because I'm the Mom, or I'll poke you in the eye.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
WHY?
Why is it that I'm the one who has to scrub the black marks out of the carpet, vacuum all the floors, wash every tiny windowpane in the french doors, scrub the caked on grime behind the kitchen sink, pick up and match all the shoes under the kitchen table, put away the legos I find in every corner of the house, do all the shopping and cupboard & fridge organizing, plan every meal, wash every dirty sock, dust every corner and organize every pile? WHY?
And don't tell me it's because I'm the Mom, or I'll poke you in the eye.
And don't tell me it's because I'm the Mom, or I'll poke you in the eye.
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3 comments:
It's because we're the clean freaks and we care whether or not we live in filth. Or...well, that's my reason, anyway :)
It's because you have medication that works so you can function in that capacity. I envy you at the moment. Still waiting for my "capacity" to return :P
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