OT - housework
Anyone else get depressed by housework? What I hate about it is that it never gets done. I mean, by the time it gets done, it's time to start again.
Yesterday I washed a ton of dishes and cleaned my kitchen. Well, everything but this huge pot my partner likes to use to make spaghetti in. He made spaghetti for himself a few days ago and I didn't make it and I didn't eat any, and I hate washing that pot because it is so big it hardly fits in the sink. And he does not need such a giant pot to make spaghetti for just himself but for some reason he likes to make spaghetti in it. So when he got home yesterday, I said, sorta jokingly but not really, that I thought maybe he should wash that giant pot. He laughed and agreed that he would do that but hasn't done it and probably won't unless I bug him about it some more which I won't do. Which means I will end up washing it.
Other than the giant pot, though (seriously, you could cook a hug spaghetti dinner for a dozen people in this pot, easy), my kitchen was sparkling clean. Then I cooked dinner. We ate. Later, my partner made some of those Pillsbury cookies where the dough is already made up and you just have to bake them. And of course, we've had stuff to eat and drink today.
So my sink is full of dirty dishes again. And it depresses me something awful. I feel like I never get done. I never get a day off. My partner works full time outside the home and I work part time and from home, so I do most of the housework. He takes out the garbage. He carries in groceries and will usually go to the store with me if I go when he is home. He will do things like sweep the floor or clean the bathtub if I ask him to, but I usually have to ask repeatedly. And I feel like it's fair for me to do all that stuff since he works full time and I don't and he brings in more money than I do. But he works five days a week and he gets two days off. But I never get a day off, or if I take a day off, the mess just piles up and there is twice as much for me to do the next day.
I probably sound like a nut. It just depresses me.
Yesterday I washed a ton of dishes and cleaned my kitchen. Well, everything but this huge pot my partner likes to use to make spaghetti in. He made spaghetti for himself a few days ago and I didn't make it and I didn't eat any, and I hate washing that pot because it is so big it hardly fits in the sink. And he does not need such a giant pot to make spaghetti for just himself but for some reason he likes to make spaghetti in it. So when he got home yesterday, I said, sorta jokingly but not really, that I thought maybe he should wash that giant pot. He laughed and agreed that he would do that but hasn't done it and probably won't unless I bug him about it some more which I won't do. Which means I will end up washing it.
Other than the giant pot, though (seriously, you could cook a hug spaghetti dinner for a dozen people in this pot, easy), my kitchen was sparkling clean. Then I cooked dinner. We ate. Later, my partner made some of those Pillsbury cookies where the dough is already made up and you just have to bake them. And of course, we've had stuff to eat and drink today.
So my sink is full of dirty dishes again. And it depresses me something awful. I feel like I never get done. I never get a day off. My partner works full time outside the home and I work part time and from home, so I do most of the housework. He takes out the garbage. He carries in groceries and will usually go to the store with me if I go when he is home. He will do things like sweep the floor or clean the bathtub if I ask him to, but I usually have to ask repeatedly. And I feel like it's fair for me to do all that stuff since he works full time and I don't and he brings in more money than I do. But he works five days a week and he gets two days off. But I never get a day off, or if I take a day off, the mess just piles up and there is twice as much for me to do the next day.
I probably sound like a nut. It just depresses me.
Kelly
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My two daughters and I totally feel the same way about housework. It nevers gets done. My hubby complains tht we don't do enough when we/I take a day off. He works three nights a week though, and right now it's so hot out that he isn't even doing outside lawn stuff. So, I told him we would do more housework when he did more yard work. LOL! It has happened yet.
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That sucks that he is not very considerate of you and seems to be taking you for granted. I read a theory somewhere that depression is anger turned inward and maybe you should redirect it back as anger to him. Just a little. Maybe put that huge pot in the back of the cupboard with smaller choices in front of it, so that it is a pain for him to dig out. He might just go for the smaller pot. I am one who will not stand up for myself all the times I should but am working harder on being more assertive too. I know it is difficult. Or you can try the old stand-by and be passive aggressive and leave the pot sitting in the corner of the kitchen until it is dried up and then suggest you are throwing it out because it is dirty. ;) LOL I hope you feel better and don't let this get you too far down. 
Oh, I hear ya. With two messy kids, it feels like it's 24/7. It -IS- 24/7.
I have found that I can usually beat the "It's never done!" blues by just finishing each task as it gets made. Like, I keep a plastic bin in one side of my sink, and I keep it full of soapy water. There is also a strainer on the counter. When I'm finished with a dish, I rinse it and toss it in the bin, give it a swipe, and stick it in the strainer. Takes about 5 seconds, and it's clean. Then I just have to put a strainer-ful of clean dishes away at the end of the day--no big sinkful of dirties to worry about and wash.
I am terrible about emptying my daughter's diaper pail. I HATE it. It's heavy and stinky and awful. So I quit using it. Instead, I take each diaper out to the trash after each change. It's a minute more work, sure, but it means I never have to empty the damn pail. I have the same method with my recycling. I use a small trashcan for recycling, because it fills up quickly, so I'm sort of forced to take it out daily. (Actually, it's my son's job). Keeping it small means more emptying, but less chance for it to pile up on me and get overwhelming.
And laundry. Oh God, the laundry. The chore that is NEVER finished. We have a laundry chute, so all the clothes go into one place whenever someone's done with them. two or three times a week, usually after dinner, I'll go downstairs and sort the pile into whites and colors and toss a load of each in if I have enough. Then when it's dry, I spend an hour of my evening folding laundry while I watch TV. I like smaller loads because it only takes about an hour for a full wash and dry, and then maybe 20 minutes to fold it. If I let it pile up and become Mount Laundry, it can take days to get it all finished, so staying on top of it keeps it quick.
Basically, it's one habit I had to really develop--just staying on top of things as they happen and not putting them off until it become this huge chore. Believe me, there are areas where I totally suck at this. I'm a horribly messy baker. My kitchen, at the end of a busy work day, looks like a cakery and a hurricane got into a bar fight. It's chaos and takes hours sometimes to clean up. I'm still working on that one.
But yeah, I get the frustration. My husband came home today. I haven't seen him since September. I went out and got groceries, made dinner, and when dinner was over, he planted himself on the couch while I cleared the table, washed dishes, and cleaned the kitchen. And as much as I should have been understanding and just grateful he was here, all I was thinking was, "Oh no, no, I don't mind shopping AND cooking AND cleaning. Not at all. Enjoy your vacation, buddy, because it looks like my job just got busier." Bitter much? Yeah.
I have found that I can usually beat the "It's never done!" blues by just finishing each task as it gets made. Like, I keep a plastic bin in one side of my sink, and I keep it full of soapy water. There is also a strainer on the counter. When I'm finished with a dish, I rinse it and toss it in the bin, give it a swipe, and stick it in the strainer. Takes about 5 seconds, and it's clean. Then I just have to put a strainer-ful of clean dishes away at the end of the day--no big sinkful of dirties to worry about and wash.
I am terrible about emptying my daughter's diaper pail. I HATE it. It's heavy and stinky and awful. So I quit using it. Instead, I take each diaper out to the trash after each change. It's a minute more work, sure, but it means I never have to empty the damn pail. I have the same method with my recycling. I use a small trashcan for recycling, because it fills up quickly, so I'm sort of forced to take it out daily. (Actually, it's my son's job). Keeping it small means more emptying, but less chance for it to pile up on me and get overwhelming.
And laundry. Oh God, the laundry. The chore that is NEVER finished. We have a laundry chute, so all the clothes go into one place whenever someone's done with them. two or three times a week, usually after dinner, I'll go downstairs and sort the pile into whites and colors and toss a load of each in if I have enough. Then when it's dry, I spend an hour of my evening folding laundry while I watch TV. I like smaller loads because it only takes about an hour for a full wash and dry, and then maybe 20 minutes to fold it. If I let it pile up and become Mount Laundry, it can take days to get it all finished, so staying on top of it keeps it quick.
Basically, it's one habit I had to really develop--just staying on top of things as they happen and not putting them off until it become this huge chore. Believe me, there are areas where I totally suck at this. I'm a horribly messy baker. My kitchen, at the end of a busy work day, looks like a cakery and a hurricane got into a bar fight. It's chaos and takes hours sometimes to clean up. I'm still working on that one.
But yeah, I get the frustration. My husband came home today. I haven't seen him since September. I went out and got groceries, made dinner, and when dinner was over, he planted himself on the couch while I cleared the table, washed dishes, and cleaned the kitchen. And as much as I should have been understanding and just grateful he was here, all I was thinking was, "Oh no, no, I don't mind shopping AND cooking AND cleaning. Not at all. Enjoy your vacation, buddy, because it looks like my job just got busier." Bitter much? Yeah.
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I know the feeling I'm in a roommate situation where my roommate is a pig. She eats and never cleans up so I'm stuck washing like 20 dishes a day when is all I eat is soup and protein shakes. She always leaves stuff sitting around and I end up cleaning up because I don't live living in filth. I swear nothing makes me angrier than having someone put a dish in the sink after you just did a ton of dishes.
thats exactly my situation too with my fiance Kelly. same work schedules. I definitely don't do as much as I could and should but its hard wen he comes home throws his shirt sneakers and socks any where and then expect me to just b ok w it. I also have a 2 yr old and 10 month old who literally love to see everything on the floor. as I am putting away their toys or clothes they r yanking it back out and whining for it. it feels useless nd just makes me bitter when in 2 seconds its all a mess again. but being Latina I feel like a failure for not keeping the house spotless how he expects it to be. it causes some resentment between us for sure
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I hate housework with a passion. Well, at least I'm passionate about something.
I do enjoy doing laundry, though, and prettying up once the joint is clean. Which it seldom is.
When I think back on my life, the places I lived, people I spent time with, my children's childhoods, changes and problems and joys, the different eras and social upheavals, all of that fairly long, eventful life, I can remember one time I changed the bed sheets and two scenes when I was washing dishes. One of those was the time I nicked a vein on a jar and fainted. Out of over 40 years of maintaining homes, there are two memories of housework. Yet I've spent years out of my life doing chores.
Housework is a waste of life.
I do enjoy doing laundry, though, and prettying up once the joint is clean. Which it seldom is.
When I think back on my life, the places I lived, people I spent time with, my children's childhoods, changes and problems and joys, the different eras and social upheavals, all of that fairly long, eventful life, I can remember one time I changed the bed sheets and two scenes when I was washing dishes. One of those was the time I nicked a vein on a jar and fainted. Out of over 40 years of maintaining homes, there are two memories of housework. Yet I've spent years out of my life doing chores.
Housework is a waste of life.
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