Welcome to my home. Wait, wait, don’t step there. Ouch. Those Duplos really hurt. In fact, you might want to keep your gaze on the floor as you navigate our hazardous halls. If you stumble on a stuffed animal and grab the piano for support, you may want to wipe off the dust that sticks to your fingers. I’ll turn around and pretend not to notice if you want to use the curtains for this.
Yes, welcome to my home. I know I’m not completely alone in this. My house is cleaner than some, but much messier than others. It’s messier on days when we come back from the library and I have a delicious new book to read (Hello, The Chosen One by Carol Lynch Williams–wow!)
To give myself a tiny bit of help, I devised a chore schedule. This is the slacker mom’s chore schedule. Please realize that I’m easing into this chore thing, and I’M A SLOB OKAY!? There’s my disclaimer. Even as easy as this chore schedule is, I STILL don’t get everything done.
This is embarrassing. I can’t believe I’m posting this. Okay. Here goes:
Monday: sweep and vacuum
Tuesday: dust (This is a stupid chore. It always gets overlooked. Besides, whenever my mother visits she is so appalled by the layers of dust coating everything that she dusts. So I don’t have to.)
Wednesday: whatever (Yes, seriously. Wednesday is “Whatever Day.” Maybe we run errands. Maybe I read a novel.)
Thursday: laundry (Actually, I do laundry all week. Thursday is “fold the mountain of laundry in the family room” day.)
Friday: clean sinks and toilets
Saturday: clean tub and shower
Sunday: Whee, Sabbath! I try very hard not to do chores on Sundays. This is the chore day where I SHINE. Except for dishes (see below).
Every Damn Day: wash dishes (Oh, how I hate them.)
I am sure there are stay-at-homies out there who do all those things in one single day. The thought of this makes me break out in a rash. My mother has hope for me yet. Two of my Christmas gifts:
I really hate dusting. Yesterday was dusting day. Z and I got it done, but just barely. We didn’t use the Swiffer Dusters Extender, though. Maybe next week!
I hate the dishes too, but as they’re unavoidable, I’ll use the fancy dish drying mat. Thanks, Mom! (Um, that is said without any trace of sarcasm, really. And just so nobody thinks anything bad about my mother, I will also disclose that one of her gifts is sending me to an SCBWI conference. So she didn’t just get me housekeeping accoutrements.)
Beth Hull 
I hate dusting too, but I’ve found that once every 2 weeks is good enough for me. I don’t care enough to do it more often. Sadly, with 2 fuzzy pets I have to vacuum weekly, if not more often. Sigh. Thankgoodness I have a dishwasher now or they’d never get done!
Oh, if we didn’t have a dishwasher we’d be destroying forests because we’d have to eat off paper plates. Everything else would be dirty, making a mountain of filth in the sink.
TWO fuzzy pets? Does Slinky have a new friend? Maybe Dana told me & I forgot….
This is nerdy, but I have that dish drying mat and it is pretty awesome. 🙂 Good job, Mom!
I like the dish drying mat, too! I just wish I didn’t have to use it. Dirty dishes are pretty much unstoppable, though. Like the antagonists in superhero comics, they just keep comin’.
I thank Megan for her word of affirmation! I thank you Beth for the qualification that you did receive more than housekeeping accoutrements for Christmas! By the way, I found another present that got away!!
Is it a new vacuum cleaner?
I live with three adult men, who should all be capable of doing their own dishes (as well as other chores), but alas, it is the extra dishes that I mind the least, if only any one of them would empty a clean dishwasher once in a while, I would be extra happy.