Sunday, 5 April 2009
A Sink Full
I had a sinkful yesterday, in more ways than one. It started off with a sink filled with dirty dishes. Four draining rack loads worth, to be precise. I'd like to think I could be philosophical about the help I asked for and did not receive. But to be honest, I think I must really be missing something huge in the philosophy of housework and responsibility.
Many years ago when I was able to use Flylady.net successfully, she advocated getting the housework done without the martyr syndrome that goes along with it. "Do it just because you love yourself and you are worth having a clean home" was her emphasis...it probably still is. At that stage of my life it was something I needed to learn. That housework is never finished and that I needed to want to do it, for my own benefit and not because I was doing it for anyone else.
Fast forward a few years and we have a household of people who are capable of doing their share. They're all capable of making a mess and they all know what to do to clean it up. I just don't understand the mindset that says "Mum has to drop whatever she's doing to assist everyone else, but noone needs to bother when she asks for help". I must've been wrong, I must not have needed help after all. How silly of me.
I need to run away for a couple of days....anyone want to join me?