How do you want to get people to run out of a house on Friday and escape somewhere fun until Sunday night?
In our case, we live in it all week.
I think I have figured out why people like to get away for the weekend.
As I looked around our house last Saturday morning, the devastation is overwhelming. It was as if there had been a slow leak all week and by week’s end the reactor was in full-out meltdown.
Here are some of the things that alerted me that there might have been an issue in the house (besides the flashing ‘Critical’ sign above the fireplace.)
I saw:
Dishwasher partially loaded; the rest of the household dishes were sitting dirty in the sink.
Laundry progress stalled.
Floors that needed sweeping; and when was the last time I mopped the floor?
Blobs of toothpaste on the bathroom sink.
When I see the piles of radioactive matter clutter and disorder all over the house on Saturday morning, I take a deep breath and start digging. I organize, catch up with the laundry, clean and tidy.
By Sunday, I usually have the house returned to a semi-presentable state. Then the cycle starts all over again.
I have worked out a little progression chart to illustrate what happens on a typical week at our house:
| Monday | - I am lulled into a sense of security while viewing the order achieved over the weekend.- Dishes are done, toys are put away.
- (Monday is the honeymoon period.) |
| Tuesday | - Still heady from the weekend productivity, I decide that I can slow down on the laundry.- I might even bake. |
| Wednesday | - There are now 2 day’s worth of laundry waiting to be washed, I hunker down and get it started.- What am I crunching on when I walk here? |
| Thursday | - Laundry progress interrupted due to an emergency load of extra-curricular sports gear that needs to be washed prior to class – that was left crumpled in a duffle bag.- Also, something will be spilled on the floor and someone’s bed, requiring many bath towels and a complete change of bedding.
- I can no longer shut the laundry room door. |
| Friday | Hooray! Laundry is washed, folded and stacked. But it’s not put away.- Everyone chooses their clothes for the day from the piles on their dresser.
- Total population of Cheerio colony on the floor: 207 – oh, wait… there was another one under the couch – 208. - I start to load the dishwasher but get distracted and let the rest of the dishes sit in the sink. At least they are off the counter, right? |
I start the week strong and then tend to run out of gas.
So I see the lure of getting away. And if I had somewhere to go – you know, a condo in New York, a cottage in Maine or a cabin in backwoods British Columbia – I would, simply to escape the meltdown that is the weekly reality of my house.
But I have nowhere to go – and I can’t move anyway because I seem to be sticking to the kitchen floor.
It’s Friday – are you getting away from it all this weekend? Or, like me, are you trying to contain the reactor to avoid weekend meltdown?
“What am I crunching on when I walk here”…BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!
I am impressed that you at least start every week in good form. (I feel like I hover between your Thursday and Saturday all week!!)
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By the middle of the week, I am crunching something – guaranteed!