Ok, so it's a little after 10 pm - a time I'm normally in bed - everyone else is asleep (or at least in bed), and I am wide awake, my heart racing with at what this point is turning into rage.
I'm reaching my breaking point. I just can't take this house, or the people staying in it, anymore. I am sick of being the only one to put forth effort to keep this place clean and maintained, and I mean I do close to everything - picking up trash and leftover food, cleaning dishes, sweeping, mopping, wiping counters, cleaning hair out of the drain, scrubbing toilets, mowing and raking the yard, cooking breakfast, lunch, and dinner (then cleaning all the dishes afterwards), assembling furniture, hanging pictures and curtains, taking out the trash, cleaning and sorting the recycling.... anything that needs to be done I do. By myself. At 8 months pregnant. And I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of McDonald's bags on the floor and counters, half empty glasses sitting everywhere, dishes with half eaten meals on the table and counters, bags of chips or boxes of crackers left out and open.... Why can't anyone scrape their plate, or put their dishes in the dishwasher, put food away when they're done with it, or put their trash in the trashcan? And the one that gets me, that really gets me, is the empty plastic bag for the toilet paper laying on the floor next to the trash can in the bathroom. On the floor. NEXT TO THE TRASH CAN. Was whoever grabbed the last roll of toilet paper too stupid to figure out how to open the lid?? Not to mention the fact that the empty rolls never find their way into the trash can, nor the new rolls onto the dispenser - that is unless I do it.
If I was living by myself and cleaning up after myself it would be one thing, but I'm constantly picking up after everyone else. I'm sick of everyone sitting on their butts, watching me do all the work and never lifting a finger to help.
I'm half tempted to just leave and let everyone fend for themselves for a while, but I'm afraid I would come back to a health hazard. I just honestly don't know how much longer I can do all of this, physically or mentally.
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Aww, I love you. If you want me to come over and inspire an overhaul, I'm game, unfortunately, if their behavior doesn't change it won't help much. I can always come make a very loud ass out of myself and piss them off til they're embarrassed if you want... :)
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