I have been ill for the past 4 days with a stomach bug. The rest of the household has been perfectly fine. Today is the first day I have felt relatively normal.
Now I am back to 'normal' I have now got the energy to look at the house, I really wish I hadn't, the only person who has done anything is my DD, who has cooked the family meal each evening. In this house if you cook you don't wash up, except if I'm ill, where it seems that no one washes up full stop, if it doesn't fit into the dishwasher then it doesn't get washed. I have spent the past 2 hours cleaning the kitchen, it took so long as I am tiring quickly and the food is welded to the pots.
The dining room table still has lastnight mats, trivet, cutlery, butter dish etc on it, a table coth that should now be burnt due to bacterial levels. The living room hasn't been hoovered and has an insultating layer of dog hair on it. Basically none of the 'little' jobs that are done daily have been done and the house looks like a teenagers bedroom.
I have just told my DH that I am not happy with him, his excuse for not doing some of the bits and pieces was becasue he was doing other stuff, eg, 3 hours playing with the router as it was playing up (we have another that works fine) shifting paperwork because it needed doing (so did the washing up FFS)
I am so cross and fed up, the final straw is I have found honey on the floor that he has covered over with kitchen roll (to soak it up) with drinks cartons plonked on top, so I now have to get on hands and knees to scrub it before the ants move in.
WIBU to sit down with them,DH and DC (19, 12 and 10) tonight and tell them how disappointed I am with them and from now on Its tough love time, if they're not going to help me run the house then they should expect nothing from me?
Thanks everyone and I don't expect sympathy, as my husband always reminds we, If i want sympathy I know where to find it, its in the dictionary between Shit and Syphillis. I've only done the kitchen as I didn't want another stomach bug from cross contamination. I have looked a the rest of the house and will now spend my aftenoon drawing a list of jobs for everyone else to do this evening and I shall spend my time infront of the TV watching trash
the 19 year old and the 12 year old are both home, 19 year old is putting a chicken in the oven and will then be working her way through the house shifting her crap. The 12 year old is having a major hissy fit because I have asked him to clear the table which is his job and should have been done last night. I don't think this tough love mummy is going to be popular but surprisingly I don't care, wait until DH meets the new wife, he will be in for a shock