Today is just about words, namely, those nasty ones in your head!
I have three kids, I'll never be able to keep it clean anyway.
No-one helps me, or even cares, why should I?
I don't have anyone to invite over.
It's too much work.
I'm not the housewife type.
I'm too tired and have to much other stuff to do.
I'm really not THAT awesome.
Sound familiar?
It does to me. This is my revolving conversion with myself about housework. And that needs to change.
My biggest blockage is that I am totally expecting a huge pat on the back - which of course I don't get. And even worse, there isn't any help or appreciation. My husband does help, to a point. But he doesn't value housework beyond wanting a clean plate or clean clothes to wear. He is not 'House Proud'.
I'm pretty sure that is a good thing. I must admit that part of the reason I love the man is because he honestly doesn't care what others think. That is great as a contrast to my constant worrying and social anxiety, not so great when we have the real estate coming over to inspect the place and he doesn't bother cleaning up the branches from trimming the many trees in our yard.
I feel like I carry the weight of responsibility for EVERYTHING because he doesn't do things up to my standard. I would be open to sharing the responsibility if his participation came up to a certain minimum standard, but it doesn't!
Okay, enough whinging. I'm working on the principle that if I live up to my own standards, then maybe, just maybe, he will increase his standards and actively participate in the housework, budgeting, meal planning, and yard work. I am introducing goals and moving us forward, we've been stagnating so long it's no wonder he is uninspired.
There lies my goal... To inspire my husband and children to improve our living conditions, and life in general.
So with a shining sink to inspire me, I will inspire my family!
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