my left arm
I’m not a nag. I swear I’m not. My husband actually enjoys a fairly nag-free life. Or he does until our house is dirty…as it currently is.
So why is our house dirty? Well because our amazing housekeeper, who usually comes once a week, has been on vacation for the last month.
I realize this should not be a big deal. I know you’re probably thinking, “For crying out loud Ameena, you three should be able to pick up after yourselves. Especially for just four weeks, two of which you weren’t even home.”
I realize that some of you probably want to send me hate mail about how lazy we all are. And you would be justified in doing so! But you can save yourself the effort because I 100% agree…we should be able to clean up after ourselves.
And yet, here’s the problem: I live with two people who are oblivious to the fact that the only way things will work is if there is Order. And lots of it.
Initially I tried to be nice about it. “Mrs. Maria is not coming for another week Maya, so we all need to pitch in and clean up.”
Then I tried positive reinforcement. “Thank you for putting your dish next to the dishwasher Ali. That was super helpful.”
Next I resorted to threats. “Mama is going to get in a really bad mood if she trips over your shoes one more time.”
And then I finally lost my Sh$%. “All I do is clean. Clean clean clean. And then you all wonder why I’m in such a bad mood all the time? I can’t imagine why.”
I’d give my left arm for Mrs. Maria to come back. My left arm.