Okay. How the fuck am I meant to keep up with any kind of maintenance/cleaning in this house if one fucking simple task turns into a spiral of other shit I need to do to accomplish the one simple thing?
Just now, I had to go refill my water. Went to the fridge, filled my cup, saw that the filter reservoir was super low.
All right, gotta refill that. Pop it in the sink, fill it up, pop it back in the fridge. Easy.
But look! The sink is full of dishes that my parents apparently didn’t feel they should do despite the fact that we’ve had a ton of family meetings about everyone doing their fucking dishes right away. There’s also washed recycling in there as well as bits like soup lids we can’t recycle so they have to go in the bin.
Okay, I’ll get the recycling and the trash out.
Fuck, the recycling is nearly full and the trash is completely full because the person in charge of the damn trash doesn’t believe in emptying it midweek despite the fact that it’s always full by Thursday! Do I take the time to go and empty the two trash bins or do I do like them and push it down and hope to god it keeps til later? It’s usually 50/50.
Now we’re back to the dishes in the sink. There aren’t really that many, I guess. I’ll do the dishes real quick.
Oh guess what? The dish drainer is full of dishes that no one fucking put away! These dishes aren’t mine, I’ve been at work the last few days and have mainly been eating there or bringing home fast food because it’s been too late to want to cook.
So now I have to put the dishes away, wash the dishes in the sink, and then I can finally fill up the fucking water filter! Something that should’ve taken maybe 30 seconds instead took 5-10 minutes. And that might not seem like a lot to people who have things like ‘motivation’ and ‘energy,’ but to my dysfunctional ass that’s taking precious drive away from doing the chores I’d already set myself for my day off.
And honestly, it’s a miracle to even get through all of that because more often than not I just can’t and go ‘well, I guess I’m drinking soda today and eating chips or a waffle for dinner because I can’t even cook anything.’ Just the thought of all those tasks to do one thing can be so overwhelming.
Then they have the nerve to ask if I want to go out and go to some birthday party for a baby I didn’t even know my cousin had! Hell no, I’m tapped now.
Sorry for the rant. Just. This is why I have a hard time finding motivation to do...anything, honestly. I’m a natural introvert with a very low energy pool and I work upwards of 45-48 hours a week and it’s hell. I can barely manage my messes and now I’m dealing with the messes of two extra adults on top of it.
