Dearest Household Family...

After giving this much thought, I have decided that it is once again time to tell you....

KISS MY ASS!

I'm (once again) tired of consistantly cleaning up after each and every one of you. All of you in this household are now old enough to clean up after yourselves.

Yes, including the five-year-old 'Princess Skyler'. What kind of crap are you teaching our "baby" when you all decide to leave dishes and glasses laying around, trashing rooms and not bothering to lift a finger to pick up after YOURSELF, not flushing the toilet after taking a mondo-sized dump that would put Shrek to shame....And the list goes on. Need I keep going?

Good! I'm glad that you have the general idea of my predicament.

Over the last (now five) weeks, I have been a bad little girl when it comes to following my Doctor's orders. That included bending at the waist, and lifting. 

Primarily because I have had to follow you all around like the Merry Maid you apparently think that I am and place your crap back where it goes.

Hubby, I am sorry. But you have been the worst out of all of them. You are too supposed to lead by example. As of late, it isn't happening.

Although, I do and must give you credit. You do on occasion do the dishes and the laundry. That in its self is a big help. But you do leave your dirty clothes in the most oddest of places, not in the laundry room, in a hamper, or in the designated bathroom area. Nor have you been too helpful in the 'put the glass in the sink after carrying back up the stairs/being finished with it' department either.

Anyways, I figured I would just let you all know how I felt. There are no ill feelings per se toward any of you personally. I'm just tired of doing everyone else's job (around the house)...No matter how small it is