Okay so here’s the dilemma. Lets say you have a massive – I mean MASSIVE - row about housework, children, and the fact that he calls ‘getting-up-to-make-breakfast-for-the-children-so-you-get-a-lie-in’ crawling out of bed and into the spare room, 18-month-old in tow, only to fall asleep straight away leaving the budding young artist free reign with a set of felt tip pens and the white walls of the house (lets face it, if you have only been around a year and a half, a white wall can look a bit like an invitingly blank canvas).
Lets say that the row builds up to a crescendo and in the final climatic moments you grab the nearest box (supersized) of weetabix and empty it all over the floor. (That’ll show him who the real slob around here is.) It is a glorious gesture of defiance, an assertion of freedom, a sign of solidarity with the sisterhood.
Let’s say you do that (hypothetically, of course, this has not happened to anyone I know, or ever knew, or might meet in the future), who clears it up?
You? Isn’t that like admitting defeat? Wouldn’t that be apologising for what was act of defiance and signal of strength?
Or Him? As a gesture of ‘yes darling, you’re right, I was wrong and you really have made an excellent point, clearly and articulately’. Some chance. Won’t he think that if he cleans it up, he’s giving you the okay to chuck cereal whenever you want a bit of help with the washing up?
(I say, well if that is what it takes…)
One friend suggested getting a cleaner in to do it. Another said get in the neighbour’s hypothetical dog in to lick it up.
Or could one (not me of course because this isn’t a personal story) perhaps empty a bottle of milk on top of the cereal and explain to the children that in view of extended water restrictions we will be saving on the washing up from now and eating off the floor without utensils, then let them get stuck in?
I am just asking on behalf of a friend.
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I was reading this thinking "Surely she could just pour milk on it and the kids would eat it". Then I scrolled down and read it pretty much word for word.
Good show.
You say all this like it's a bad thing...
Pretty much a daily occurrence in this neck of the woods.
Some people have to eat out of bins and gutters - you're - sorry, your friend, is teaching your children humility and empathy for those less fortunate.
I think Textas and Crayolas and all markers should be banned from the face of the earth. I hate those frickin' things.
How am I to ever figure out the solution to global warming when I spend most of the day washing the bloody walls?!
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