Crash

I've reached that place in my current situation where the crazy inability to be be useless has overwhelmed my need to let myself heal. What does that mean?

That means I am cleaning, again.

I will endeavor to force myself to take breaks, but after yesterday's tension-filled day of watching Adam play Monopoly on the Wii rather than fold laundry, or run the vacuum cleaner, well,I think that, for the safety of my marriage, I have to risk death, or whatever happens when you don't properly recover from mono, and clean.

Yes, I realize that life isn't about the cleanliness of your house, but you aren't the person living inside of my head having a mental breakdown because the bed hasn't been made in nearly two weeks. And! Adam put the blankets on in the wrong order. Seriously, I have been having nightmares about the proper laying of the blankets.

Every once in a while I am reminded of just how impossible I am to live with on a day-to-day basis. Once my house is clean and I no longer blame Adam for letting us live in squalor, I will kiss him and tell him how glad I am that he puts up with me. But, only after the house is clean and I don't want to smother him for being so lazy.

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