So here's the Plan
We took hubby to work yesterday and on the way home we started talking (for some reason, we do our best talking in the car)... He said his mom was complaining because the house is always messy, he's not worried because 'he knows how I am'. Um...thanks?.. I think? I really wanted to jump down his throat because that kinda made me mad... But instead I resolved to try to do two hours of extra cleaning a day (plus if I throw his ex's stuff away while he's gone, he'll never know because he doesn't take trash out).
So here goes the try. We'll see if the kids cooperate..
One of my biggest problems is I don't clean as i go-especially in the kitchen. I'm trying to work on that.
We have entire rooms that we can't use because they are piled full of junk (most of it is stuff he swears he can sell on Ebay..I'm convince he's just a hoarder).
He has cleaned here and there for me while I'm gone to see my daughter.. But not much.
I can't reach the light bulbs in the basement to take stuff down there (they are all burnt out)..
I have had the dining room, office and nursery completely clean.. The dining room was messed up because MIL came over, saw the empty space and said 'oh there's boxes to go through in the basement'.. and the semi-help began.... Hasn't been clean again since. The office we organized and then brought stuff over for the store. The nursery has boxes in it with kid clothes because I need light to take them downstairs.
My cleaning lasted 10 minutes. I ate ice cream yesterday and now Grace is sick.
That's what I keep asking.. i had one request before I had Grace, that we be able to eat at the dining room table for supper.. She ruined that and we are still eating in front of the TV. :/
The stuff we sell is from our old dollar store.. which the family opened then his brother bailed on and left us and MIL with the debt and the stuff. We can't stop selling or she won't be able to pay off the bankruptcy debt. We are selling, as long as he adds more/different stuff every month. The only place to put all this is in the basement..which needs light bulbs and I'm too short and too scared of the spiders to even mess with the bulbs. It's bad enough getting to the furnace when need be... So in the dining room it goes until he gets down there to put bulbs in-he gets reminded at least once a week...
Something does have to give. Something has to go. But if I get rid of too much without his consent it's a huge fight (been there) and I'd rather live in the mess (it's not dangerous, just annoying, if it was dangerous there wouldn't be a compromise, there would be dumpster) than have a fight.
I don't know why it's bugging me so much again lately, but it has...
I do think part of my problem is I don't feel like this is my house.. His ex picked out and he has no way out of the mortgage.. somedays it just feels like I'm cleaning somebody else's house.