The Cleanup Song!

Being in Europe so far isn’t as exciting as I thought that it was going to be. With the fact that I don’t have a European license, no friends to hang out with, and that I sleep through the day and spend my nights wide awake, I don’t have much of a life. Not that much different than when I was living in the states with my parents. I don’t want to be mad at my husband for the circumstances into which I was thrust, considering that it’s not really his fault, but I still feel just the slightest bit… abandoned.

Something that I’m really doing my best to not hold Adam in contempt for is the house. We are renting a gorgeous little house right off of the base that Adam is stationed at. We have a little yard- or ‘garden’ as they’re known here, adorable neighbors who walk their greying dogs, and a warm sense of community from those who have accepted Adam and I into their lives. But. Yes, there’s a but. Adam has been living here on his own for nearly six months and hasn’t ever cleaned the house. There are dishes in the sink that have given up and been turned into since experiments. The carpeted floors are matted, and the tiled floors are discolored to an extent that I don’t know what the original color is supposed to be. Lastly, but certainly not the least, is the fact that there is trash everywhere.

I can’t be completely mad at him though because he’s been a bachelor all his life until I came along, and he’s also never lived with anyone apart from his parents, but that was years ago. This whole thing, while an adjustment to me, is a true 180* from what he’s ever been used to. It’s nasty but it’s him. Also, there’s a difference between being a little messy (which I am) and just being a slob. It’s going to be a learning curve for both of us, but I feel like I have a tighter grasp on being an adult than he does. God, I sound like a bitch saying that. But it’s true! I’ve been the one to clean the house so far, even though Adam has promised that he would be the one to do so. I just… I just have to learn to deal with him and his boy-ness.

On the bright side- I got “him” to clean the living room, finish the kitchen, and do the bathroom. Next stop is the bedroom… yikes!

Published by airforceairwreka

I'm not much of one for bragging about myself, so I won't really. Check out my social media- I post on my IG and Snapchat all of the time, so hit me up! I love to spread the love and hope to do it more. That's why I'm writing this blog- share my experiences and worries so that others know that they don't have to go through theirs alone.

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