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sterlingsilver's picture

When the couch is wet and the carpet wet, from steam cleaning, is it really ok to bring your big bohemoth son into the house with filthy clothes on stinking like rotten cheese and sit on my furniture and take off your shoes and dig your filthy toes into my clean rug?????

Get the hell outta my house :jawdrop:

But of course I am the bad guy for over reacting once again.

Bleep, bleep, bleep.........

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stepmomto3bioto1's picture

Thats a really good way to measure ones reactions Rising!! Im totally gonna start using your idea & analagy!

Sterling-- I love love love that awesome clean smell after a good carpet/upholstry cleaning. I rank it right up there with New Car smell!! Mmm.

I would have totally told my kid to get in the shower. Then told them to stay off of it until it was totally dry & only when they are clean, mau they resume sitting upon them. I take great pride in keeping my home clean & smelling good, for the chance that a neighbor or relative might stop by. Its a pride thing i guess.

I do not think you over reacted at all.

ThatGirl's picture

I'd have flipped out, too. Especially his feet. I have a No Bare Feet rule in my house. It's been 3-4 years, and SS14 is finally starting to get the hang of it. Now I've got to get him trained to keep all food and drink in the kitchen. I just got new carpet and couches, and can't seem to keep SS14 off of them. When he leaves each week, I've got to go around and wipe up sticky soda rings, wash hot sauce and boogers from the couches, and spot clean the carpet Sad

sterlingsilver's picture

The thing that bugs me is this:

My bios have been with me from the beginning of life and they KNOW what pisses me off, how to be clean, do chores, help where I need help, clean rooms, shower, etc. My skids have not been with me very long and apparently their mom did not expect much of them except to stay the hell outta her way and let her drink. So as a result, when I demand almost anything that is actually within normal perameters of normal family living in a house versus a barn, the skids think I am over reacting and they give me that look, like, there she goes again flippin out on us. But in all reality all I want is a smell free enviroment. Of all the skids I could have been dumped with, I got StepStink and StepSmelly.

And on top of it my SO whom I love so much and he doesn't stink picked out a ShiTzu pup 2 years ago that has that typical shitzu frito smell that just drives me insane. But of course he's "da baba" so don't talk bad about him. I just dunk him in the tub once a week and bought a hair cutter and buzz him often to control the smell.

I think my mission on this earth is to overcome my need for cleanliness which is so weird b/c when I was growing up my moms motto was cleanliness is next to godliness. Now I am thinking that enduring stink with a smile is next to godliness. :sick:

ThatGirl's picture

My bios have been with me from the beginning of life and they KNOW what pisses me off, how to be clean, do chores, help where I need help, clean rooms, shower, etc. My skids have not been with me very long and apparently their mom did not expect much of them except to stay the hell outta her way and let her drink. So as a result, when I demand almost anything that is actually within normal perameters of normal family living in a house versus a barn, the skids think I am over reacting and they give me that look, like, there she goes again flippin out on us.

This is so right on the money! Exactly how I feel. It's absolutely shocking to me to me that these kids were just allowed to run amok in their other home... dragging dirty hands down the walls as they walk, pressing their faces to every window, spilling soda in front of the refrigerator, peeing on the toilet/floor, not flushing the toilet behind them, walking outside in socks... all stuff my children would have never dreamt of doing, because they were raised right, by a mother who cared. Should I suggest to skids or SO that these things should not be done, I'm looked at like I'm some sort of control freak bitch.