I Can’t Stand This

I love the Husband.  I’ve been so focused on the deployment that I’ve cut him some slack, but yesterday he almost put me over the edge.

Before I tell you what happened, let me tell you that I do not like to clean.  I am not the type who can allow a huge mess to accumulate.  I have to clean as we go along. This includes the kitchen, dishes, toys, playroom, you name it, I clean it as I go.

By the time we sit down for dinner, there is nary a pot, pan or spoon in sight.  I clean things up as I go.  End of story.

So yesterday, I was almost out of coffee (tragedy, I know).  So I decided I would take a trip to Bed, Bath and Beyond to get more coffee.  {I have a Keurig, single cup machine and BB&B is the only place near me that sells them.   As usual I waited too long to order on-line}

Because of the air quality with the fires raging south of us, I convinced the Husband that he should stay home with the girls and bond so I could have some alone time.

I was gone for about 90 minutes.  When I got home, I didn’t even notice the state of the playroom.  I was too excited to try and re-pack the Husband’s sea bag for the third time with the new Space Bags that I bought.

As I started packing the thing again, the Husband and Big One left to go get his haircut.  The Big One likes to watch.  Silly kid.

I finished packing and headed downstairs with the Little One.  As I came down the stairs, I caught site of the playroom and started muttering under my breath.

How in the world can you just walk away from a mess like that?

Yes, I know I am anal, but come on.   If you play in the kitchen, put the dishes, silverware, drawers and oven rack back away before you pull out ALL the dress-up clothes.

What you can’t see in this photo is all of the musical instruments under the slide and most of the baby dolls and their clothes on the other side of the slides. {yes, there are 2 slides in my playroom, it prevents some fights if they both have their own. Spoiled rotten children.}