My two daughters have been home from uni since early June, that's well over a month now.
They came home with the usual piles and boxes of stuff which are stacked up in the hallway of our tiny home.
It's such a depressing horrible sight to wake up to every morning, to have to squeeze past it everytime I need something from the wardrobe which is kind of situated behind this "stuff".
This morning I've just been in a grouchy "wanna throw everything out" mood, but I know I can't so it's very difficult having to face the fact that it's going to be like this for at least another 2 months.
Most of the time I can just about deal with overlooking it but sometimes it just get's on my bleedin nerves.
Especially when my girls who are now 20 and 25 behave like 12 or 14 year olds, in that they do NOT lift a finger to help here and when asked to do so whine on and on or complain that I am moaning too much.
Never mind there isn't a plate, knife, fork or spoon clean in the house.
Never mind the bannisters have been turned into makeshift wardrobes with jumpers cardigans and who knows what hanging over them.
Never mind there are no less than 17 pairs of shoes to climb over when walking in through the front door.
Never mind there are empty packets and boxes, tissues and bottles of water all over the place.
Oh I could go on and on and in fact I was thinking of taking some photos of this almighty mess but didn't, it's just too awful.
My partner and I have spent a lot of time clearing up yet again, and the girls, well they said they'll help "later"! When is this "later" I wonder?
They luckily both have summer jobs which is a credit to them but that does not give them the right to behave this way... I work full time as does my partner.
I run around like an idiot on mornings when I am working late to get things done, the girls, well they watch TV before they go to work.
I come home tired from a long day at work and am expected to cook dinner for everyone, the girls, well they "are too tired to do anything" and usually call when they are on the bus home to ask what's for dinner.
I hate moaning but I'm darn sure if they played their part in this home then I wouldn't have to and life would be a lot more pleasant for all of us.
Tomorrow I'm working later than one of the girls, maybe I should call home and ask what's for dinner... But I know I'd get a negative answer..
Do kids (young adults) ever realise that all this is not fair on Mum?
I just wish I could hand in my resignation on this job, I've been in it for over 27 years now and enough is enough!!!

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