Sunday, November 14, 2010

Weak, Weak, Weak

Social Psychology Experiment #2 revealed itself to actually NOT be social psychology, but a lesson in deep tissue, personal and intersubjective dynamics.

The Matron?

Utterly incapable of walking by a cluttered counter and not cleaning up.

Unable to restrain herself in the face of a round of boots and snow pants. These items must be picked up and stored or she will require institutionalization.

Incapable of leaving dirty dishes in the sink, let alone scattered around various floors.

Helpless in the face of dog hair, dirt and laundry.

Failure! And it is hers . . . . this is why Incurable Brain Suck is an incurable and terminal disease.
Of course, the rest of the family is happily enabling . . . .


Anonymous said...

You are not alone.

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Maybe you bit off too big a chunk. Try a little pile here and there to start the weaning.

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Ilyanna said...

perhaps a compromise? I keep a laundry basket into which other people's crap is unceremoniously dumped, thereby giving me clean counters AND the (petty? who cares) satisfaction of NOT cleaning up after other people. I've heard of people using large trash cans that are stored in the garage. Amazing how much "vital" stuff is never missed, and a couple months later can be sent "away" (recycle, thrift, trash).