One of the on-going issues with my working has been the state of the house. Specifically, the kitchen. Every Friday night, before work, I leave the kitchen clean. In fact, this past Friday it was clean AND I left a lovely stew cooking in the crock pot so that Adrian didn’t even have to make supper.
When I came home Friday night the kitchen looked like this:
This – drove – me – crazy! I’m not saying that I never mess up the kitchen, but Adrian is the not the one to clean up afterwards. So, I was determined not to clean up this time.
Saturday night after work the kitchen looked the same. So, I told him I thought it was ridiculous that I have to come home to that mess knowing I was expected to clean it up. He simply said, Okay. Sunday morning J and I went grocery shopping, and when we came home the kitchen was STILL a mess.
So, I surrendered, cleaned up, and then left this note:
I added the photo because for some reason Adrian doesn’t know what a clean kitchen should like. I say “for some reason” because I do clean up from time to time!
Last weekend when I came from work to a messy kitchen he proudly said, “Look! We cleaned up!” Huh? “Where?” I asked. “Well, we put our dishes away”. 😯
Thankfully, the photo DID seem to help. It wasn’t perfect but close enough to make me happy.
I’m keeping this note in a file for future use.