My husband and I both work full time, I work 5 days a week, he works 6 days. I don't ask a lot of my children. They know what chores are theirs to take care of. I absolutely hate hate hate! coming home to a sink full of dishes.
A friend of my son's has moved in with us. So, it is me, my husband, son and younger daughter (she spends most of the week at her sister's babysitting and home schooling) plus this young man. He is 21, my son is 19. J does not have a car, my son does. My son said that he would take J to work and J would give him gas money and pay us $50 rent every 2 weeks. I have come to love this kid. He calls me mom and my husband dad. His job has slowed down quite a bit since he moved in. He now works once or twice a week and has not paid any rent since mid Oct. I understand his situation and sympathize with him. He borrows my van and my husband's truck and puts gas in both when he has money. But when I know that he has been home all day and the dishwasher has clean dishes in it and then the sink is full of dirty dishes and crumbs on the counter, stove is dirty...THIS PISSES ME OFF!!!! I ran the dishwasher on Monday night, came home on Tues, cooked dinner and left. Cooked breakfast for hubby, cleaned MY mess and come home and the dishes are still not done!!! AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!
My first reaction was to say "F" it and go out to eat. I could just about justify Applebee's "under 550" calorie menu, but I know in my heart that it wouldn't stop there. Why is that my first reaction? It doesn't hurt anyone but me!! It's not pay back! Tammy and I talk all the time about how we have to lose weight for ourselves and not for someone else. I made myself fat and only I can make myself lose the weight. Nobody can do this for me, just me. So, I am saying "F" it, but I am having my planned meal, I did the dishes but there will be a "come to Jesus" meeting when J gets home.