The Front Porch Swing

Haha, that's a witty kid, Blooie.

Deb, it's fun until they start throwing back...

LOL.... I got hit first then it was ON... The Blacksmith was nailed as Collatteral Damage.... I was the only one he could catch. Larry picked me up and carried me about 500 feet to the horse water tub... About 300 gallons of GREEN water with swimming things in it and a coat of algae that made the walls slick as snot.

We had one horse that loved it so much he would dunk his whole face in up to his eyeballs and blow bubbles.

deb
 
Quote: That reminds me of a story my dad told me from when he was a boy scout. They had built a latrine at camp, and one guy (I actually went to school with his son) was a wee bit on the short side. About halfway into the week of camping, he went to the latrine, which was constructed as a lean to set against two trees, with three horizontal pieces of wood, one for your feet, one for your butt, and one to lean against. Him being short, and the leaning bar being a bit high, well... you can imagine. Not a very pleasant experience.
 
Haha, hopefully he is a bit of a messmaker. I had two friends growing up, brothers. Both were very cleanly, but the younger one was completely anal when it came to keeping things in order. He had a collection of toy cars lined up on a shelf. I used to go look at them sometimes, and placed them back where they had been. When he came in, he went straight to his cars and inspected them, and if someone had been near them he noticed immediately, and started yelling "Who has been touching my cars?". Now, all grown up, all of that behavior has completely disappeared, but it was funny how he reacted to it at maybe 4-5 years old.


Haha! That sounds like my husband!! He refused to dust his room as a kid because he would have to move his trophys and stuff and then they wouldn't get put back in exactly the right place. He's better about that stuff now but I don't dust all that often either ;)
 
Haha! That sounds like my husband!! He refused to dust his room as a kid because he would have to move his trophys and stuff and then they wouldn't get put back in exactly the right place. He's better about that stuff now but I don't dust all that often either
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I had a collection of about 500 pig figurines.... I figured if I didn't move them, you couldn't see the dust.
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You only notice dust once it's been disturbed.
 
Ma used to say, "The Bible says we came from dust and we will return to dust. So there's a lot of people either coming or going in my house and I'm leaving them alone!"

Her other one re dust was, "I was going to dust the furniture, but I looked around and everything already had plenty." I miss her!!
 
I am the worst housewife ever. I don't clean. I really don't. I would probably try harder if the place wasn't a construction zone (has been for years).

I do dishes, although they tend to sit longer than they should... I do laundry, and again, clean laundry sits longer than it should. I sweep the floor every once in a while.... And I vacuum the rug in the kids' room every two weeks or so (the day before Thomas' in-home therapist comes haha). Have never washed a window in this home. Or scrubbed the tub. My tub has glue residue from hubbies DIY endeavours..... why would I bother with it? The only way that tub is going to look better is if we get it redone.

In such a small home cleaning seems pointless. My white kitchen floor is always orange, we walk in and out the back door all the time. The few times that floor was white, it was orange two days later. What's the point? I just sweep and pretend that floor is supposed to be Alabama clay orange
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I get frustrated though, I do like a nice home. The permanent construction that doesn't get done kind of makes a person hopeless. "What's the point?" seems to be my motto.
 
I am the worst housewife ever. I don't clean. I really don't. I would probably try harder if the place wasn't a construction zone (has been for years).

I do dishes, although they tend to sit longer than they should... I do laundry, and again, clean laundry sits longer than it should. I sweep the floor every once in a while.... And I vacuum the rug in the kids' room every two weeks or so (the day before Thomas' in-home therapist comes haha). Have never washed a window in this home. Or scrubbed the tub. My tub has glue residue from hubbies DIY endeavours..... why would I bother with it? The only way that tub is going to look better is if we get it redone.

In such a small home cleaning seems pointless. My white kitchen floor is always orange, we walk in and out the back door all the time. The few times that floor was white, it was orange two days later. What's the point? I just sweep and pretend that floor is supposed to be Alabama clay orange
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I get frustrated though, I do like a nice home. The permanent construction that doesn't get done kind of makes a person hopeless. "What's the point?" seems to be my motto.

My neatnick gson AJ has never done chores other than his clothes and his room. (Special needs) One day he washed the dishes and we were shocked. It looked so good. The very next day he politely said " I'm never doing it again, they are dirty again"
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I understand your frustration. If I could stay home every day, and if i didn't have children under foot... messing things up faster than I can clean them... and if it wasn't so much more fun to be out working in the yard, or just chilling with the chickens, perhaps I could keep up with the house work. One thing I do that seems to work pretty good is set the timer for 15 minutes. Everybody who is in the house drops what they are doing and works for those 15 minutes. A lot gets done when everybody is participating. I also give the kids each 2 chores to do/day. It could be as simple as unloading the dishwasher, folding wash cloths, or setting the table. But, those are things that would otherwise be added to my work overload. IMO, if you live here and eat here, you work here. I'll often look at the kids and ask them, "What's the maid's name???" Of course, I get a dumb look. I follow up with: "Exactly, and if we did have a maid, do you see her? It must be her day off, so you get to clean up after yourself." My grandson once tried to refuse to do a chore, because... "That's women's work." That was the first and last time those words came out of his mouth!!!

A very wise man once said to me: A man is his job. A woman is her home. What he meant, and I think he hit the nail on the head was: Men get their sense of purpose from their jobs, while women get their sense of purpose from their homes. It's kind of hard to separate one from the other. A man without a job feels like a failure, and women feel a similar sense of loss when their homes aren't what they'd like them to be. Of course, I'm painting with a very broad brush here, but you get the picture. So, even if all around me is in a state of chaos, I do get a bit of satisfaction of being able to claim even one area, even as insignificant as the table or kitchen counter, and getting that in order. Occasionally, that will motivate me to move on to the next task. But, to keep up with it all... impossible. I've just lowered my standards over the years!!!

An other super frustration: Why is it that a lot of men feel like they are "helping" when they pitch in and do some house work? Excuse me.... don't you live here too? Or the age old: "Just tell me what needs to be done, and I'll do it!" Do you have eyes????? And, I'm not complaining about my beloved specifically. It's taken me 40 years, and he's getting much better.... but...
 
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I am the worst housewife ever. I don't clean. I really don't. I would probably try harder if the place wasn't a construction zone (has been for years).


I do dishes, although they tend to sit longer than they should... I do laundry, and again, clean laundry sits longer than it should. I sweep the floor every once in a while.... And I vacuum the rug in the kids' room every two weeks or so (the day before Thomas' in-home therapist comes haha). Have never washed a window in this home. Or scrubbed the tub. My tub has glue residue from hubbies DIY endeavours..... why would I bother with it? The only way that tub is going to look better is if we get it redone.


In such a small home cleaning seems pointless. My white kitchen floor is always orange, we walk in and out the back door all the time. The few times that floor was white, it was orange two days later. What's the point? I just sweep and pretend that floor is supposed to be Alabama clay orange :lol:


I get frustrated though, I do like a nice home. The permanent construction that doesn't get done kind of makes a person hopeless. "What's the point?" seems to be my motto.

 

Are old house was damp all the time and dirty all the time. It was very old and at no point was it ever a nice house. I would clean it and it was all dirty again. I just gave up. Now we live in a much nicer home. It's never spotless, but always clean. So much easier to clean a house when you know you can somewhat keep it clean. Are old house I just felt defeated before I even started.
 
I am the worst housewife ever. I don't clean. I really don't. I would probably try harder if the place wasn't a construction zone (has been for years).

I do dishes, although they tend to sit longer than they should... I do laundry, and again, clean laundry sits longer than it should. I sweep the floor every once in a while.... And I vacuum the rug in the kids' room every two weeks or so (the day before Thomas' in-home therapist comes haha). Have never washed a window in this home. Or scrubbed the tub. My tub has glue residue from hubbies DIY endeavours..... why would I bother with it? The only way that tub is going to look better is if we get it redone.

In such a small home cleaning seems pointless. My white kitchen floor is always orange, we walk in and out the back door all the time. The few times that floor was white, it was orange two days later. What's the point? I just sweep and pretend that floor is supposed to be Alabama clay orange
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I get frustrated though, I do like a nice home. The permanent construction that doesn't get done kind of makes a person hopeless. "What's the point?" seems to be my motto.

x2.... I dont entertain and My house is full of Holes.... Hee hee. Holes that let the dust in from the desert.... There is only one room in the house that doesnt have a door to the outside... the only true bedroom...

Then there are the critters... Me... dogs... cats.. chickens horse.... You don't want to know how the goats decorated my bedroom.

I vacuum about three times a year or if something gets spilled. Or If on the off chance I have company.... But I am a hermit by nature...

deb
 

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