They say talking to yourself is a sign of intelligence. Good Lord I hope that’s true because yesterday there was a whole new level of chatter going on and I swear to you….only the dog was listening. If you’d been a fly on the wall, the “oh so positive self talk” you wold have heard went something like this:
How can I be this freaking tired?
Thank you coffee.
What the hell? Seriously, how can a family of four make this big a mess overnight.
Didn’t I just clean this bathroom yesterday?
How did the girls use SEVEN towels in one night?
What? Why is there dog hair up here? The dog isn’t even allowed upstairs.
I feel like a maid. Except maids are appreciated. Sigh.
Good grief our house is dry and dusty. Gross.
Why are dressers such crap magnets?
I need to clean the toilets. Lovely.
Is it SOOO hard to put dishes IN the dishwasher?
Smart Steph. Slamming the cupboards will make it all better. Loser.
Some migraine meds might be in order.
Three baskets of laundry to put away. Nope, I’m over it. This last one is going in the bottom of the closet. Full.
Swiffer…I love you.
Sorry kitty! (Yes, I apologized when my WetJet scared the cat. Doesn’t everyone apologize to their pets?)
Please let it be garbage day tomorrow.
Gah, clearly I’m living the dream when I’m excited about garbage day. Pathetic.
I’m so over this! A suitcase, big empty box, a cooler? I’m just shuffling all this crap to the basement. I wonder how much longer until we qualify for hoarders?
Eww am I actually sweating? Clearly I need to get more exercise or stop with the angry cleaning.
Why am I running around like a crazy women until ten at night? Because for some unknown reason I feel like I must keep the house at an “acceptable” state of cleanliness. Perfect wife, perfect life? Ridiculous and so not true. The real truth. The house was just a mess. I had a lot to do. There was a migraine nagging at the back of my eye just threatening to attack and I was having a cranky day. So apparently, I needed to chat about it. …as one does.
Keeping it real folks, just keeping it real.
What I want to know is when they are going to invent a self cleaning house.
This has made me laugh – if not only for the fact that you remind me exactly of my friend Amber – she does angry cleaning but then again she does happy cleaning. She likes to clean is what I am saying but occasionally she is upset and really, really gets to cleaning her house. I keep telling her to come over to my place for a spell.
I do this all the time. I like that it might be a sign of intelligence. lol. I must be brilliant!!! And do you ever get in a cleaning frenzy right before a migraine attack. Used to happen to me all the time. Since I’ve reached a certain age, the migraines have stopped. And my cleaning as decreased as well. 🙂 All good.
Well there’s one thing I have in common with you and that Yes, I definitely apologize to my animals.
But I also see you do something a lot of parents do in the last few years. You seem to do everything and the kids do nothing but I remember having a long list of chores that I had to do before I got my allowance and when I was older before I was allowed to use the car. I have other family and friends that do the same thing and some that do make their kids do chores and there is such a big difference in the kids. Anyway give yourself a break !
If you don’t vent, even to yourself, you might explode.
haha,i clean my best when i’m mad…..as my hubby would say !
I guess you are just as normal as the rest of us, sometimes we just need to rant and complain about things when they are getting a bit much. 🙂
Sure sounds normal to me,have a fun weekend…play safe !
hey as long as self talk helps you stay chill-ish….why not? 😛 works for me
Perfect wife, perfect life? Whatever works right? 🙂 My hubby always says “Happy wife, Happy life”. My boys are 3 and 7 and tear my house upside down every day. If I stayed up to clean up ever mess, I’d never go to bed. My house isn’t perfect but it’s not like the TV show Horders either. I’m doing the best I can and that’s good enough for me. 🙂
yep, this is me! lol
This sounded very normal to me. I have had many of those similar conversations with myself as I mad clean.
Totally normal. At least that’s what I keep telling myself 🙂
Has to be normal. Perhaps even a sign of intelligence 🙂
I talk…er..rant to myself all the time. Actually, I think the reason I sometime do it is because I hope my Husband will hear me and pick up some of the slack around here!
LOL I’m sure that’s one of the reasons I do it, but I’m not sure it works. Not around here anyway 🙂 Have a great weekend!