They say that laughter is the best medicine, right?
Well–Guess what else is works pretty darned well?
A good ole’ complaint session, that’s what.
This isn’t something I do too often. Hopefully you know by now that I’m actually a pretty positive person who puts up with all kinds of craziness for the love of a happy family life.
But lest you think that living in Hawaii means that there are no problems…and that my little grass shack is all sunshine and rainbows, I think a little honest sharing may not be all bad. With four kids mostly always home (or out finding more sand to drag back into the house,) this can be a crowded, sometimes cluttered little grass shack. And though I require everyone to kick in with jobs and chores, in the end–Mom is usually the one to carry the load, isn’t she? (Yes. Just say yes.)
So I decided that a little list of household pet peeves might make for a
productive educational therapeutic midweek post.
And if nothing else, it might help me feel like I’m not alone. (No pressure, but that means you better comment!)
The great thing about pet peeves is that yours are not necessarily mine, and mine are most likely not yours. I feel like I might have more than the average person, and for that I feel bad. I talked to my friend Judy today (who is more saint than human,) and she could only think of ONE household pet peeve. One. And I was like, Oh man, I must be awful.
Because I’m actually just sharing my short list.
HERE’S MY LIST, BY CATEGORY. And I’m really hoping you’ll chime in at the end.
Clothes going into the laundry bin INSIDE-OUT.
(OR even worse)…Pants going into my laundry with one leg inside out, and one leg right side in.
My rule: However a piece of laundry goes INTO the basket is how it will go into your clean basket.
The one leg right side in and one leg inside out trick is punishable by death, or at least expect for your crazy twisted up pants to be returned to you in the same condition. Have fun with that.
Clothes placed in laundry bin with a belt still attached.
There must be a punishment suitable to this crime.
Clothes placed next to, but not inside of, the laundry bin.
Someone please explain…No, don’t.
Clean clothes placed in laundry bin just because someone is too lazy to put them in their drawers.
Anything put back into the fridge with 1 tablespoon of substance left in it. (Because a gallon milk jug with a teaspoon of milk left would be just too difficult to finish off, and place in the recycle bin, right? right!) Or an Ice cream carton put back into the freezer with exactly one bite left for the next guy. (Psych!)
Anything put in the fridge without proper covering, sealing, etc. For example: Half a sandwich, on a plate. A dish of spaghetti with no cover. Or (recently, not kidding.) a partially eaten bowl of cereal, sitting in the fridge.
I get so confused.
THE WORST is beverages being placed in a glass in the refrigerator without secure covering. One bump from an unsuspecting fridge guest and just like that, smoothie spills all over refrigerator-kingdom-come, into every nook and cranny available.
And my day is over.
Pantry: Chips, crackers, cereal, (etc.) put away, wide open. Here in Hawaii that is an invitation to ants (or worse, but let’s not go there,) but at the very least food will go stale, or once again, fall victim to a bump causing a spill all over pantry-kingdom-come.
And my day is done.
CUPBOARDS, CLOSETS, ANYTHING WITH DOORS:
DEAR FAMILY: Why is it so hard to close things!? Every cupboard, closet, and drawer left open. All day long. Open open open. Do only moms see these things!?
TV remote stuck in between cushions of the couch. (I’m kinda guessing that is unique to my weird family?)
TV remote missing completely. (found it in the fridge once.)
Dirty socks wadded up and found on coffee table, couch, and etc. GROSS.
Other random items left in living room on a daily basis: Papers. Books. Wrappers. Shirts. Pants. Nail clippers. Q-tips. (i don’t want to know.)
(Do I even need to say it?) TOILET SEAT LEFT UP!?
(and let’s just add,) IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!?
words. cannot. even.
Toothpaste lid left off, other related toothpaste/toothbrush messes.
there just is no solution.
(I’m pretty sure this one is NOT normal.) FLOSS. All over!? (yes.) The man I share a bed with has great oral hygiene, and I respect him for that. However, flossing in various locations around the house–for example while sitting in my bed (!) is not sexy. And further, leaving used floss in various locations around the house, is high on the pet-peeve list.
Towels dropped on the floor rather than hung to dry,
Towels hung up, but in a big wad which, if left, will take approximately 14.6 years to dry. (especially in humid Hawaii.)
So now…I think I ought to sign off before I start on to the car, the patio, kid’s bedrooms, or…
Because–Enough is enough…
**And we all know…I’d put up with this stuff for the rest of my life if I could keep these guys with me forever. (except the floss. We really need to do something about that, don’t we?)
And I think I feel better already! Thanks for being there for me Friends!
I hope you’ll leave a comment. You might offer me brilliant solutions to my profound pet peeves, or leave one of your own! (Just remember to please keep the tone fun and respectful to your family. :)) I can’t wait!
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