OK so its Saturday.DP disappears to M-I-L leaving me with the baby and toddler,one is teething and the other a bit whingy as full of cold.Right I think in between feeding wiping dressing housework etc etc I am going to sort and tidy all the toys as the clutter is getting beyond me.I go and buy more storage with kids in tow so it takes a good hour for what is a 20 min trip minus kids.Then I start sorting toys chucking some out surreptitiously and organising others.
Of course today is the day that neither baby or toddler will go for nap,hence the house looks like a post nuclear explosion.Then after 7 hours at his precious mothers where he has been tiling her kitchen (Never mind that there are 101 jobs that need sorting here) DP breezes back and announces "god what a tip".He then proceeds to dump a large briefcase on the kitchen worktop.
"Whats in there?" I enquire as sweetly as possible my heart sinking.Usually trips to his mums entail him returning with all manner of useless crap and occasionally,bizarrely she sends out of date tins and packets of food I wouldnt consume in a million years.It turns out I now have a briefcase full of kitchen knives.WTF?Where am I supposed to put them,well yes there is a tempting option but seriously,as soon as I get rid of some clutter more arrives.DP called me an "ungrateful cow" when I voiced this opinion.Needless to say I was not happy.
Is it just me,I ams so p.....d off.I just want a relatively cluter free house,a non crazy m-i-l and a partner who helps out on occasion.To much to ask I suppose!!
Rant over.Am now off to tidy up and suss out a strategy for "losing" a briefcase full of kitchen knives....