As a mother of 3 and wife to 1 I do it all. I wash (and fold) multiple loads of laundry every day, I wipe
snotty noses all day long, I referee fights, I pay bills, I negotiate contracts, I register the kids to school, coordinate multiple doctor’s appointment and even act as a consultant when a family disagreement comes about. I literally do it all–and many times without a simple, “thank you” from my family.
Just the other day, I was exhausted so I went upstairs to take a nap. When I went to sleep I noticed there were dishes in the sink but there are at least two other capable people in the house who could take care of them–or so I thought. When I awoke from my nap, I went downstairs to start dinner but as soon as I crossed the threshold I was greeted with a nightmare. There were even more dishes piled up in the sink (some not even rinsed off), there were open containers of food scattered across the counter tops and someone had the nerve to load the trashcan with more trash without even pushing it down.
Needless to say, I LOST it. I caused so much commotion, that my entire family scattered in fear that World War III was about to erupt. I was so freaking angry at everyone in my family. WHY do I have to clean up when there are at least 2 other people who can significantly contribute to the upkeep of the household? Who puts more (stinkier) trash on top of trash with out taking it out? WHO thought it was a good idea to open food and then leave it on the counter? WHO?
You see even though I was pissed about how my kitchen looked, I was more pissed about how my family (at times) does not exercise thoughtfulness when it comes to me. They ASSUME that all because my title is MOM that I enjoy being a full time housekeeper for them.
They are dead wrong.
Even now when I think about it now I get mad as hell. So to show them that they need to respect what I do around the house I’ve decided to go on strike.
No, I’m not going to get a sign and start marching but I am going to do something more subtle but effective. I am refusing to cook/clean/be concerned for 7 straight days. That means that I will not even look at their endless laundry, instead I’m going to simply wash my clothes and dry them. If they need something clean, they can look at good old Dad to help them. I am NOT going to cook. Instead I am going to get take out everyday and leave the receipt for my husband to see (and I’m sure complain) it. More importantly I am going to not clean any bathrooms, kitchens, common areas for 7 days. I’m not making lunches for anyone (but myself) and I darn sure am not going to suggest solutions for common household problems.
I am on strike!
I know a lot of you guys are reading this like, “what’s the point?” Well the point is for them to see exactly what it would be like if I did NOT do what I do on a daily basis. I’m tired of me telling everyone to appreciate me and I’m going to make them!
Today starts day 1..I’ll let you guys know what day 7 looks like!