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Piles

It's Sunday, and the piles around my kitchen are driving me crazy. Somehow, on the weekends when everyone is home, stuff just ends up everywhere. After being the manager of my household for going on thirteen years, you'd think I'd know better, but I still sort of think that since everyone is home, everyone should pick up their own CRAP!!! It never works that way, though, and by Sunday evening, there is literally stuff everywhere. Newspapers, dirty clothes, empty drink bottles, half finished puzzles, school papers, projects, garage sale finds, mail, toys, books, food... you name it, it's on my kitchen counter or floor or island or table. If it's a flat surface, it's covered.

I have a tendency to get really cranky on Sundays around 5:00. I just can't stand it anymore and I get really irritated that it doesn't bug anyone but me. I know, I should just stay on top of it through the weekend, and not let it get that way, but I honestly sort of think that it shouldn't happen that way, and so in protest, I don't go around picking up after everyone until I'm raging mad and go on a rampage. Okay, raging mad might me a little strong, but sometimes it's an accurate description of what I must look like, attacking piles and sweeping like a crazy woman to try to find my kitchen again.

I know I can't be the only woman in America dealing with this weekend pattern - but I can't recall any friends really talking about it... I'll just go on the record saying that weekend piles drive me crazy... and I don't know how to make it better... just don't show up unexpectedly at my house on a Sunday evening unless you want to view the rampage. It's not pretty.

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