Excellent Notion

Ah! I've had an apostrophe! I think I've finally figured it out. The reasons why I hate getting behind on housework and such.

It's not so much that it really bothers me having laundry everywhere and dishes piling up because we're too busy having fun, it's more that I know that eventually I'm going to have to do it and spend more time than I want to away from my husband. Sounds silly I know, being with him almost every hour of every day. I just hate knowing that "Tonight, I will go home and have to work some more instead of relaxing finally with my husband after a long day."

A woman's work is never done they say. I get separation anxiety when he's on the couch and I'm in the kitchen. I want to snuggle up on the couch and watch a movie or read with him next to me or take naps without stressing that "I shouldn't be doing this right now, I have work to do." That's just dumb.

I wish that I could just magically have everything all finished so that all my time is free to be with just him not have to hang out with Tide, Snuggle, Mr. Clean, Scrubbing Bubbles, Hoover, and Cascade instead. They all make terrible after dinner dates and we always get in fights and I get angry at them all every time.

Yeah, I know, grow up Jennifer. You'll have to learn to clean the house well sometime. It's clean but not as clean as your mom's house and that bugs you.

Well too bad. All I've got to say is I have priorities, and sorry Mr. Clean but I'm dumping you for Mr. Parisi. Maybe we'll hang out on occasion but until then you can chill in my cupboard until I can fit you in my schedule.