crzymom2six

After months and months of endless agony, I have finally found the answer to one of life’s most pressing questions. The question is why is it that it gets more difficult every month to find alone time with my husband. And as luck would have it the answer has been there all along. It stems from my inability to recruit help cleaning house, and doing other chores like cooking and laundry.

One could gather that I am frustrated at the mere thought of this. Yet I don’t have a clue how to fix it. Nagging does not work. Yelling and screaming definitely does not work. And leaving the house a mess with the expectation that someone else will clean it, is a pipe dream at best. So what is the answer?

I have often dreamt of whisking my family away to spill my guts on one of those TV talk shows. You know the ones I am talking about. The shows like Dr. Phil, Oprah, Maury Povich, and The Montell show. In my dream the host berates my family for their lack of appreciation. And coaches them on the proper way to treat the woman of the house. And of course no show would be complete without the husband breaking down and sobbing, while he apologizes for neglecting  his wife.  We return home and the family is helpful and courteous and actually pulls their weight around the house.

But wait………I suddenly wake to the harsh reality of motherhood. It is 3 a.m. and everyone is in bed but me. I wait patiently for the washer to finish running so I can get one last load in before bed. And I am madly catching up on work on my blogs. I missed my opportunity to crawl under the covers with my husband, and snuggle while watching a movie. Sigh, I miss the quiet evenings we used to have when the kids were little. It seems as though life was simpler back then. As much as I hate to say it…..I wish I could just disappear with my husband. We would run away to a secluded beach where we could sip Pina Coladas all day  and forget about the endless chores waiting at home. But it is just a pipe dream. And I am faced with the harsh realities everyday.

Maybe if I close my eyes I can drift back into dream land……..and spend my sleep dreaming of my beach.