Are any other Fibros out there sick and friggin' tired of their homes looking like pig sties? Unless you are fortunate enough to have a husband/wife/roommate who cleans, you probably have an abode that looks something like mine. Laundry piles up, dishes pile up, dust piles up, etc, etc. Sometimes when I roll out of bed and walk into my living room I want to cry. The floor hasn't been vacuumed in weeks, there are toys scattered all over the floor and overdue bills and other neglected paperwork piled on practically every surface. I can't lift the full laundry basket so I have to wait till my husband is around or make several trips to the washing machine with small arm-fulls. By the time I've done that, I'm spent. On a good day I can recuperate for an hour or so and continue with chores. On a bad day, that may be all I get done. I may not even get the clothes from the washer to the dryer.
I know other ME/CFS/Fibromyalgia sufferers can understand how incredibly frustrating this is. I was never a neat freak by any means, but a messy home gives me so much stress and I don't think the excess dust does me any good either. If I had the money, I'd certainly hire a cleaning person once a week or so but since I can no longer work, that's out of the question. I just have to do what I can and put blinders on for the rest, although that's a whole lot easier said than done.
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