No One Respects My Office Space

Me: Love You

Sep 30, 2010 9:18 PM
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This is our typical communication of love throughout the week. I am starting to realize that we are pretty mainstream. Well, I guess the good news is that we don't hate each other enough not to say it, right??

Seriously, I feel like I don't see my husband during the week because he works nutso hours. Though he has been getting better; he understands with a 3 year old and twin babies---that I am a total nut job wacked out of my mind by the end of the day.

So anyway, he comes home and it is like a tag team full on sporting event. Between dinner, washing kids, and tying up the lose ends of the day...including a house that looks like a full on natural disaster!!! I will admit it, I have a cleaning lady. She is my sanity. See, as a stay at home mom, my home is my office. No one respects my office space because they just throw their crap everywhere. It totally reduces the productivity in my job. It would be like if you were a doctor and some nurse kept messing with your charts all day. I can't clean messes all day because when I try someone is screaming for more milk....pink milk. Then the milk gets spilled all over the floor because someone wet their pants or a baby spit up like the exorcist all over the carpet.

Oh, AND thank God for Stanley Steemer. I was using the other guys and they just sucked the big one.

So then it feels like whack a mole trying to get everyone in bed.

At this point we have not talked all evening beyond the necessary...by the time we can talk, he does not want to talk because he has talked to 500 people today and he would rather just veg out in front of the XBOX.

That's why texting is so fantastic, because we can still talk and keep our relationship somewhat going beyond the typical...

At least he can look back and know I do love him, our kids and our crazy life...