I wouldn’t call myself lazy per se…not excited about housework might be a gentler way of putting it. I am beyond ready to Finally Love Yourself (flylady gave me guilt too) but I think your pace and strategies are more my style. Now with your blog, I hope to get my act together and prove to myself I am resilient, too.
#So am i clean full#
I was overwhelmed then, as I am now in the aftermath of a bitter divorce that’s left me penniless but free from tyranny and full custody of my wonderful and resilient kids. Your post on your hubby getting you made me cry, bc that is true love: to understand with conpassion. A last straw was him saying “The ugly truth is that you are lazy” bc that meant he didn’t “get me”. … but now I don’t feel alone anymore! I decided to get up the guts to comment bc this particular post struck a raw nerve for me: am i lazy? Way back when I was married to an abusive narcissist and the children were small and I was a scared dependent eggshell-walker, I actually did a decent job of maintaining a home, until I reached a point when i knew there was more harm than good in staying married to a tyrant. But enough of my pity-party whining! I was lost and confused apt with no bsmt, no garage, no attic and 3 tiny closets, so this former SAHM pretty much comes home from work exhausted and too depressed to clean, cook so I have become blind to the cluttered romper room, rely on take out, also because by night I’m a chauffeur to my kids as they each have 10+ hrs per week of extracurriculars on top of ridiculous amts of homework I help them with singlehandedly as the sperm donor (aka father) only sees them 3 saturdays per mt. Whodathunk that randomly googling the words “slob mom” in my 11th hr of desperate frustration with home CHAOS… would lead me to a life-changing blogger! Thank you thank you thank you Dana/Nony for your honesty and downright courage to chronicle your journal for our benefit! I’m Lainee and I am committed to reading and truly processing your posts from the very beginning, in the hopes that I will be an enlightened recovering slob, too! My kids are 9 and 12 and I’m a newly-divorced single working parent who moved from a 2600 s.f. So, is it laziness to not stop this post and go throw it away? Or was it laziness to put it there in the first place? So then I don’t think of it again until the next time I sit here and am again in the middle of something else. But of course, I’m in the middle of something when I see it, and just can’t get up to throw it away. Every time, I have thought that I should throw it away. I’ve seen the same cereal bar wrapper on my computer desk for at least three days. But there are definitely times when I do see something and consciously decide not to do it. I often don’t notice something until it’s really bad. I can blame my ADHD tendencies that keep me from noticing how bad it’s getting. I can blame my constantly-working-and-therefore-distracted mind. I almost NEVER take a nap (I may have taken two total last school year). I hesitate to call myself lazy because I would never call someone else in my exact same situation lazy.
Strange, since there isn’t ANYone reading at this point. Sometimes, though, it is because I am afraid of offending someone. I’m used to putting a positive spin on things that need to be said more bluntly here. However, I find myself hesitant to say certain things. The understood “you” in all of these posts doesn’t actually exist.
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