Nag..Nag…Naggity…Nag… Not a Language I Wish To Speak – but I have learned to be fluent.
Case in point:
“I am so friggin tired of nagging. If I don’t nag…nothing gets done around here.”
Hey ladies! Heard that line before? Sound familiar? Has something similar ever come from your lips?
You can act coy if you want. You can get all stiff shouldered and shake your head “no” as well.
I won’t believe you.
And I’ll tell you why.
If you’ve got a husband and kids….
You’ve said it. Or you will say it…eventually. I promise.
And I tell you why as well…
Your husband and kids are like super spies. Not even that….they are like little terrorists. They are actually
implementing their torture skills on you daily. They are MASTER game players.
You are naive to it at first. You’re a GOOD mom and a GOOD wife.
You pick things up….you vacuum and dust. You pick up wet towels and dirty clothes. You flush poopies that
didn’t get flushed by the POOPER. You fix meals. And not just frozen french fries and corn dogs. You fix GOOD meals.
Healthy meals. And guess what? You were the one that went to the store and bought the food. You made a list, spent an hour at the store, loaded up the car, brought it home, unloaded it and put it away….
You clean out the fridge.
You get the pets to the vet.
You get the kids to the doc and dentist.
And again….there’s more poopies to be flushed?? Didn’t you ask the POOPER nicely the last time to kindly flush?
And didn’t you ask someone to pick up their dirty clothes after their shower and bring them to the wash? I mean hey….when the clothes are being WASHED AND FOLDED AND PUT AWAY FOR YOU….can’t you at least get them to
washing machine once they’re dirty?
And could someone get the dog fresh water? Is that so hard?
And what about these granola bar wrappers and Popsicle sticks?? The trash can is RIGHT THERE??
And since when does it fall on MOM to change the furnace filter?
Call the mower repair guy?
See….see…
This is what I mean.
Little stinkin’ terrorists! Gamers.
They bring you to the brink with their quiet ways.
They leave little crumbs everywhere….it’s all part of a master plan to make you have a total spaze.
A few dishes left here and there….or just plopped in the sink…
Empty toilet paper roll sits unchanged.
One swig of lemonade left in the gallon pitcher in the fridge. WHY??? WHY???
The madness.
It starts to break you.
It festers in you.
And then….
Voila!
Certifiable MeltDown!
And you scream…
“I am so friggin tired of nagging. If I don’t nag…nothing gets done around here.”
Game Over.
Author: Kelly Land lives in Weaverville, NC ( near Asheville ) with her husband, two kids, two cats and dog. She owns the popular, award winning work at home website, www.MoneyMakingMommy.com. She loves writing, gardening, playing guitar and seeking out the “real†deal in life – and then pushing her opinion (in a nice way) about it on others….hence, her blog www.HomeBasedBusinessMom.com.
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