Walking in Each Other's Shoes
By
When I was a stay-at-home-mom I was the one who worked so hard to keep the house neat, only to find my husbands clothes on the floor and his dirty dishes left out an hour later. It seamed like he didn’t even think twice about it.
And he was notorious for losing his keys. Of course he wouldn’t realize they were missing until he was ready to walk out the door, and then he’d rip the house apart looking for them exclaiming, “I don’t have time to put it all away now – I’m late! I’ll do it when I get back.” Sure.
I would leave things where they lay sometimes and bug him to put them away when he got home from work, only to have him tell me, “I’ll do it tomorrow, Honey, I’m so tired.”
My husband was injured on the job several years ago and now he works from home, and I have a job outside of our home. It has taken a few years to settle comfortably into our new roles in the house, but the transformation has been amazing. We each see what the other had to put up with for so many years.
Now he keeps the dishes washed and the laundry done and makes me coffee to take to work in the morning. And I pick up my clothes and take my dishes to the sink, and I try not to be too tired to help a little when I get home.
Posted March 13, 2008, filed in Just for Fun
Tags: walking in each others shoes clutter control freak blog stacksandstacks.comTrackback URL


