Jill Smokler, AKA Scary Mommy
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Jeff and I have a longstanding disagreement. I maintain that I don’t actually enjoy being a nag and he insists that I love it. Why else would I constantly do it, he asks. Because I have to, I argue. Obviously.
How else would the trash get taken out or the light bulb get changed or the car get filled with gas? They wouldn’t. But would I rather they get done the first time I asked? Of course I would. Obviously.
But, the role of nag is exhausting even for the nagger, and just once, it would be nice to know my husband’s ETA so I could properly plan dinner without asking him ten times when he plans on leaving work.
Seems I’m not the only one who thinks so…
I knew there would be a silver lining to enabling texting on Lily’s iPod!
Of course, I haven’t completely lost my reputation…
But at least I’m not alone in the role anymore.
Watch out, Jeff. She learned from the best.
P.S. Take out the damn recycling.
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OMG, its like a future look into how my children will be….. ugh… I hope I have time to change :)
Texting is a godsend when you have teenagers (I have 2 teen girls) it allows me to nag, try to be humorous, keep tabs, and keep in touch without having to actually see the eye rolling.They also cannot pretend they are not checking the phone every minute so there is no escaping me. One daughter has actually admitted that I am sometimes funny…. With a delay.
I hope that my daughters will marry guys who don’t have to be asked 40 times to do something (yes, the baskets of folded laundry are still sitting on his side of the bed and I’m going to keep putting them there til he f****ing puts the clothes away! GRRRRR.) After all, no one has to ask me to wash, dry and fold it!
Audrey recently posted..Better living through chemistry
I secretly adore that my 12-year-old has already taken on the role of advocating for daddy to simply do the shit mommy asked be done. It’s incredibly warming to see his face as she gives him the “OK, can you? Can you now? Can you now? Wait, can you now?” with the wonderful, unspoken, but clearly implied, “Damn. It ain’t that hard.” Aaaaaaaah. Warming. And their texts? She completes me.
Arnebya recently posted..Sometimes
Hah! Love. It.
(go Lily!)
Alison recently posted..The (Almost) Unbearable Lightness Of Not Being Needed
Perfect!!! Serves him right!
It sounds just like us. I always feel like the one that had to be nagging and following through with consequences. I always feel like the bad guy in our house and I really think that my exchange students hate me because they are always breaking the rules and I am the only one that follows through.
My mother always joked that she never nagged my father. She just asked once in my hearing and then I did the rest.
But seriously, nobody enjoys being a nag. Either do it the first time I ask or be up front and say you have no intentions of doing whatever I asked you to do.
My Half Assed Life recently posted..I Join Them To Beat Them.
better to be single than nagged. there never has been, and never will be, a person so amazing you can’t find one just as amazing who will treat you with respect.
if she’s nagging you because you’re a freeloader, you’ll realize it when she’s not there, and you’ll grow the hell up and be a better person for it. if she’s nagging you because, well, that’s how women do their dominance bullshit, you’ll be *amazed* how much happier you are with her gone.
Hahaha. I was just thinking last night, “would anythig get done if I didn’t nag?” I’m super pumped to hear that I can raise a future nagging assistant ;-)
Kelly recently posted..A Typical Mealtime with Kids
I am guilty of nagging even from work! I send texts about taking out the trash, doing homework, sending thank you notes. I bet my kids sometimes wish that they didn’t have that phone they begged for!
Kristen Brakeman recently posted..The SAGgy Award Goes To
I had to nag my husband last night to clean off the table so we could eat. For 20 minutes! I mean at least I’m cooking a healthy dinner, do you think you could find 5 minutes to put down your PS3 controller and make a place for us to eat? I don’t understand why husbands (or men in general) think it’s ok to ignore us. My husband would be super pissed if I ignored something he asked me to do. Ohhh… just another double standard to throw on the heap.
Ashley recently posted..Chicken parm sandwiches
I want to have a nag off with you! I’m gonna go out on a limb and call myself the winner. Not that I’m proud of it. I too HATE being a nag and wish it was not forced upon me by the most annoying man EVER AKA my husband (most people simply call him Mark). But, that said as much as I hate to nag… I hate to lose more… so let’s throw down. I’ll start in on the lightbulbs the trash and the alarm — you take — putting things in the hamper and the sink. K? GO!!!
Jenny Isenman AKA Jenny From the Blog at The Suburban Jungle recently posted..You’re Not Officially a Mom Until You’ve Uttered This Phrase