This is going to be rant about some stupid domestic fight that I can’t believe. DH felt to remind me for the 2nd dramatic time this summer to wipe the counters down. Apparently he found two little bugs on the counter. now for the back story.
Last summer, we had an infestation problem. I was blamed for it because I apparently NEVER WIPE THE COUNTERS DOWN. We had to take everything out of the cupboards, clean and throw out stuff. Actually, the source was a bag of whole wheat flour I hadn’t used in ages. But these little buggers were in spice baskets, cracker boxes etc, and at one point, DH threw out 99% of whatever was in the cupboard. We fought over this. I kept trying to tell him that yelling at me for causing all this was not, in fact, going to make it true. I’m not the best housekeeper in the world, but I had cleaned out all the cupboards, but I couldn’t eradicate the buggers without using insecticide around the food stuffs. And of course, they were behind the cupboards as well where we couldn’t see them. I could not find any bio friendly insecticide. We searched the internet for what they were – and narrowed it down to some sort of wheat weevil. All we could do was remove all infestated products, deprive them of a food source and wait for their cycle to end. DH found my efforts were lacking so he went through the cupboards himself. His digust was almost palpable. He threw out things that weren’t even infested. He could have taken apart a very expensive salt/pepper shaker and put it in the dishwasher, but no, he threw it out instead. He made A BIG DEAL out of this and ran behind me practically every time I went into the kitchen to PROVE to me that I didn’t wipe down the counter EVERY TIME I USED IT. If I said I did, he would accuse me of being defensive. And yes, I was defensive because he was BLAMING ME for the bugs very existence. If I made coffee, and there was a coffee ground next the coffemaker, well, MY FAULT. I wasn’t being diligent. They can be in a product you bring in from the store (ie. flour, sugar, crackers, spice) and has nothing to do with the sanitary nature of the kitchen. He just had to find FAULT for this intrusion. And if I didn’t call myself the worst housekeeper alive, well, I was just delusional. Anyway, after a time they all died out. His control over nature was restored again.
My friend made toast yesterday and since it’s that squirrely bread with multigrains, crumbs do get left about. I actually did sponge the counter off. Not completely from end to end removing every item, I did not clean out the toaster, but I sponged the immediate area. This morning he comes in and in that fake patient tone, REMINDS me AGAIN to wipe the counters down. I told him he didn’t have to remind me again, and certainly not 10 times more like he proceeded to do. And he curses at me from the kitchen because I’m being DEFENSIVE. He takes the kid and slams the bedroom door.
And now he’s on a cleaning binge. He’s in the pantry, cleaning, scrubbing, washing the floors and I bet you after everything is done, he’s going to expect it to stay that way. I have had it. I’m going out and buying RAID, BLEACH AND THROWING OUT THE FUCKING TOASTER. I’M TAKING EVERYTHING OFF THE FUCKING COUNTERS AND HELL, MAYBE I’LL EMPTY THE CUPBOARDS.