Archive for March, 2008
Sure. I said I wouldn’t get excited for spring to come as when I get excited about ANYTHING, I get slapped in the face over it.
The thought of spring got the best of me and I did it. I got a teeny bit excited and BOOM! We got hit with snow. Not a major amount by any means, but snow all the same. Temperatures dropped slightly, but I am able to keep my windows open a bit during the day. YAY! However, it does put a damper on my sandal wearing!
I took a couple of pictures with my new camera (YAY!) to show how there was no snow and now there is. BOO!
How does one go about appreciating something when there are flaws due to pure laziness attached? Is it just me, or is that actually hard to do with a smile on your face?
For example, emptying the garbage and taking it out. One empties the garbage but leaves a path of destruction behind for me to clean up. Is that really necessary? Do I really look like I have nothing else better to do during the day?
Things get moved, but not put back. Food boxes opened, but never closed again. By the way, all of these magically happen in the middle of the night by a bunch of gnomes. I’m not kidding, they do! (I have pictures)
Oh Wow, how the list can go on.
What mainly gets me is the half-assed attempts at ‘helping’. Washing dishes also includes wiping the counters when you’re done instead of leaving puddles all over the place. It also helps to spread the dish towel out to dry properly, not clump it in the corner somewhere for me to find three days later smelling like a sweaty gym sock. When you make yourself something to eat, wipe the crumbs up off the counter instead of trying to blame it on the cat. It’s been a very long time since she’s jumped up on the counter and made a peanut butter and jam sandwich without cleaning up after herself.
Seriously though, how hard is it to tidy up after yourself? You don’t need a special degree to make this happen. I mean have all those lessons in elementary school to tidy up after yourself just evaporate from the brain? I am far from a neat freak. I like my home to look lived in, but I also like it clean.
I don’t think some people get that a Stay-At-Home-Parent gets just as frustrated when their workspace is tampered with by someone. Would those in the work place enjoy a co-worker coming over to their area, take something, make a mess and just simply walk away? I don’t think so. It’s not like we SAHP’s don’t work hard to keep things clean and organized. We have a job to do as well. We may not get paid money for our job, but it’s hard and stressful all the same. Not just that, but we don’t get to leave our ‘work’ at work. Our work IS our home. We don’t have assigned coffee and lunch breaks or days off for that matter.
So, if I am to cut you some slack after your hard day at work and not throw the kids at you while I run to another room to yank out the remaining three hairs from my head, you can cut me some as well by cleaning up after yourself.
I think that’s fair, don’t you?
I rolled up the rim to win….and I WON!
I won a free coffee…may not seem like much, but I won all the same.
Must go to sleep so I can claim my prize when I wake up.
I love Timmy’s!!!
I am sitting here getting all excited for the summer to come as I finish watching Storm Chasers on the Discovery Channel.
I sooo want to hit Tornado Alley one of these years and watch storms brew and take some wicked photos documenting the event. I have always wanted to do that. Not quite as much as my cousin as she monitors weather everywhere, but I am up there with excitement.
Mother Nature is a bitch sometimes and to witness her wrath and fury is amazing and scary. Back in 1987, we were hit with an F4 tornado which remained on the ground for an hour, leaving behind a 40-km trail of death and destruction, in some areas up to 1-km wide.
I remember the sounds of the baseball-softball sized hail clobbering the roof of the car leaving massive dents. It sounded like someone was shooting at us. The wind was unreal. It rocked the car from side to side as my mom, sister and I were stuck inside, waiting for the chance to drive a few blocks home. Winds topped 416-km/h in and around the twister and the rain pierced skin, it came crashing down so hard (I had welts on my arms).
Thankfully that was all I had happen to me during the tornado. Well, that and falling flat on my back after slipping in a huge puddle of water on the kitchen floor while running into the house to close the windows. Sadly, others weren’t so fortunate. 27 people were killed, more than 300 injured and over 1,000 were left homeless.
I still remember that day as if it were yesterday. Every time the skies get dark, I head outside to check out the clouds wondering if we will have a repeat of that day.
I wish that tornadoes and other disasters were restricted to areas where they would do no harm to anyone. Let Mother Nature release her fury in an area where she can be studied and admired.
If only it were that easy.