Crime scene

Empty plates and utensils, rinsed and stacked in the sink along with drink glasses free of orange juice dregs, were waiting patiently to be loaded into the dishwasher. “I love that you cooked us breakfast. I love that you cleaned up the kitchen, but your attention to the stovetop is sorely lacking.” He slung the […]

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100 Word Challenge: Wash

It’s laundry day at the House of Roberts and on rare occasions that can mean, “payday.” The menfolk, for whom I will still wash dirty clothes, are negligent in turning tees right-side out, unbuttoning shirts, and emptying pants pockets. In the past I would mention these niceties but it’s never made a difference. So… if […]

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Daily chores

broken seashell

I go through the motions without thought. It is all so routine, so mundane. Monday is the kitchen, Tuesday is bathrooms, Wednesday is laundry. There are no highs or lows, days pass without excitement, without emotion. They tell me it will get better, that my grieving is a gift. I am to use it wisely, […]

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Cash money

handful of one dollar bills

I hate housework. I hate everything about chores. The time it takes, the repetitive monotony, the cleaning up after other people, the smell, the dirt, splinters, the paper cuts, all of it. But, most of all, I hate laundry. The washing and drying part isn’t so bad. It’s the folding and putting away that gets […]

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Paper chase

My husband and I are feuding ~ a bloodless, passive-aggressive war of wills. Issuing blame to the person who fired the first salvo would depend on who you ask. Of course, I point the accusing finger at him. I hypothesize that the average male, being able to stand for half of his bathroom duties (I said […]

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