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    If you pretend to be good, the world takes you very seriously. If you pretend to be bad, it doesn't. Such is the astounding stupidity of optimism.
    - Oscar Wilde

    Wednesday, November 25, 2009

    When You Think I'm A Lazy Bum Share

    So the house looks a tad messy. And I haven't been cooking lunches or dinners for the family so often now. You must think, and I know you say, that I'm a lazy bum who have forgotten her responsibilities.

    I'm not going to make this too vague for you to comprehend.

    It's not because I have forgotten - I've only decided to become a lazy bum because I feel lately you all have "looked" at me as if I'm the maid in the house.

    So I know that I don't pay the bills, I know that I don't have to buy the groceries, and I know that I don't go to work, yet. And I understand that when you all are out at work in the morning, obviously I'd be the one doing the house chores at home. I have been doing this - but I stopped when I realize that you leave your used glasses everywhere in the house, you scatter your mail envelopes and the newspapers on the table, and you throw junks from your room into the living room, all for me to pick up and tidy up.

    That's not so much the problem - it's the fact that you deliberately do all that for me to do the cleaning up when you could have pick up after yourselves is the problem.

    And then you come home from work and see all the mess, you lash out on me and call me lazy. I understand it is stressful to see mess especially coming home from work. And you could even use the justification that since you all are at work, I should clean it all up.

    Okay, I'll admit that I'm wrong there, and I should clean it all up. And that I should cook you lunches every single day.

    But surely, in the evening, on Fridays and Sundays, the justification does not stand. Surely, the responsibilities do not only sit on my shoulder (and Mommy & Daddy) during these times.

    But still, in the evenings, on Fridays and Sundays, you still leave your used glasses everywhere, you still scatter your mail envelopes and the newspapers on the table and you still throw junks from your room into the living room.

    I don't want to complain so much, all the time, and I don't want to always have to argue about house chores with you all, all the time. All I'm asking is to not "look" at me like I'm the maid in the house because

    1) I'm not a maid;
    2) I'm not paid to work like one (if you would pay me like a maid, I'll gladly do your laundry, too); and
    3) Nobody else is helping me feed, clean and tend to Twinkle, LuluBelle and Tiny three times a day.

    You'd say it's my responsibilities.

    Sure, of course, no doubt about that.

    But where are yours?


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