Denial

With dishes to get to,
      and laundry unfolded,
       the table a clutter,
      and dinner to make.


I sit on the couch,
     watching shows I recorded,
     sipping on coffee,
     and surfing the net.

Let's examine last week. I worked Wednesday through Saturday, an 8-hour shift followed by three 12-hour shifts. After working, 4 consecutive days in a row, I come home and feel like I deserve to relax. Sunday, Jamaal and I went to my parents house to spend Easter with family. Monday, I felt like I hadn't relaxed, so I did during the morning. I watched a couple of the shows I had recorded from the previous week. Then I looked at the clock, and it was 1400. My DH comes home anytime after 1730...I knew I had to get something done, so I began working on folding clothes and doing laundry.

Of course, I didn't get much done before he got home. By 1800, I had to get ready for Aquarobics and leave before 1815.

After Aquarobics, I ate some food, and sat watching TV for a hour or so, then 2230, I'm tired and ready for bed.

Tuesdays are my mom's day off, and often, I find myself doing errands with her. This particular Tuesday, my mom and I went out to lunch with a family friend. We sat and conversed for 2.5 hours. Afterwards, I went to Top Foods to buy groceries and found myself home at 1730. I didn't spend any time at home during the day.

Wednesday, I returned to work, and after working I make dinner and relax. No real chores get done.

That's my typical week.

I'm ashamed, but I truly feel overwhelmed by housework, work and couple time. Also, I hate cleaning (like a clean and organized place, but hate the actual work.)

So, I've decided I need to get a "chores list" together and stick to it.

I must do something. 

That is, however, after we return from Vegas....