I need a vacation from me!

Posted: March 6, 2013 in 2013, Chaos, Family
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So I posted yesterday about Mr. Poopsalot and that Dad was cleaning up the Tuesday morning droppings; (the dog is feeling better by the way) After I shampooed twice the night before and covered the entire carpet with baking soda, opened the window (20 degrees outside) put a towel under the door (to keep the rest of the house from freezing) and returned hours later to vacuum just before collapsing into bed. Have I mentioned how much I despise carpet? I came home yesterday, the door to his room was open and no one said anything to me about the floor needing my attention.

I moved on with my evening, homework, a walk in the snow with Mechanic Man, cooking, minimal cleaning, arguing over the homework, arguing over the tv show, arguing, arguing, arguing and arguing followed by putting my 2 little angels to bed. 🙂 This is when I found out that he could not sleep in his room becuase it smelled. Like poop. Upon inspection of the floor, I find that Dad simply removed the thickness from the top of the carpet. Fabulous! Now it is dried into the fibers of the carpet which will require far more cleaning than I am willing to do at bed time (9pm) and I am throughly exhausted from all of the arguing earlier in the evening. So he slept on the couch….AGAIN! The son, not the hubby.

After doing all the things that are required before laying my head on a pillow, I enter my room to the sound of some car show on the tv. Great. (enter ugly look here). I crawl into bed looking forward to disappearing from this world for the next seven hours in hopes to get a decent nights sleep. (I’ve been waking with pain and numbness from my back, oh and the nightmares.) And I feel Mechanic Man rub my back. At first I think, that’s sooo sweet. And then I realized, I was going to pretend to be sleeping even when I was not. I was mad at him. This is ridiculous!

Should I go to bed mad? No. But I was in no mood to chat or anything else, and I definately did not have the energy to explain to him what was wrong. And I certainly did not want to try and have yet another conversation in between his non-stop texts. So I slept. And I did get a fairly good nights sleep.

This morning I awoke to the chaos I had come home to the night before. No one knows where the trash can is, where groceries can be returned to after use or what the dishwasher is used for. Coffee, I need coffee. I almost had a coronary when I went to the coffee pot and found milk spilled on the counter, fresh. Really!?!?! You know you did it, wipe it up!

I think I need a vacation from me. I need to go away somewhere where no one knows my name, no one needs anything from me, the place I am at should be cleaned by someone else and someone needs to bring me my food for once. I don’t want to hear any negative statements, or notifications of a new text, just silence. Just for a day or a night. Oh, and there should be wine. Definately wine.

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