It’s official I’ve gone on strike!

Today is the day I have decided to go on strike! Not from an employment, but as a Wife and Mum in my own home.

Todays fiasco started when I asked my eldest son who is 18 for some guidance & advice with the layout and look of my blog.I was wanting to make some changes but typical of me I didn’t know what changes or how to go about it. My son is doing Graphic design and photography at college and is very talented and has produced some magnificent logos and photographs. I thought he would be the best person to ask for some artistic advice. Well was I wrong, we sat going bit by bit over the home page and he was pointing out areas he did not like and what he would do to improve them. I had never really looked at it before through his eyes, I agreed on some things I did not like that my husband Mark had chosen, Mark looked put out by this and I don’t know how but it ended up with us all bickering. Some of the best remarks included” if you spent more time on the blog and not cleaning it might look better”, seriously I was been criticised for having a clean and tidy home and practically serving them all like bloody gods!

Anyway to cut a long story short we all ended up arguing, things were said that were hurtful to all yet I somehow got my husband and son pairing up as some bloody tag team, so I seemed to come off with the worst and more hurtful insults.

I honestly put my boys and family before anything, I am no saint, nor do I seek praise constantly but I do so much for all of them. If anything I am an utter fool as a mother, I do everything and I mean everything for my boys 18 and 12 and Mark too and he is 36! I do all the normal stuff wash & iron their clothes, clean their rooms, packed lunches and all there meals.My son is on a new fad diet where he wants me to prepare loads of mini meals thought the day which have to be weighed ect. I had just come in from the shops when everything kicked off with fruit, chicken, water and sweet potato for him.

So I was quite prepared to be his personal chef, I pay his mobile phone bill, gym membership and have his girlfriend stay every weekend and have just had her stay for over a week and spend Christmas with us. I even take them breakfast and drinks up to their rooms for them when they are busy and so much more.

I do not want a medal and I  know I am a fool but I enjoy looking after them, I don’t normally resent doing it however after today all normal service in this house has been officially cancelled ( excluding my youngest son who was not involved)

Let the strike commence

I have decided to show my husband and son just what I do for them, better still what I will not be doing for them, get them where it hurts as this mum has gone on strike.

I have bagged up their clothes in a bag each so they can iron their own things, this will not be popular as one of them has never even turned on an iron before!

If they want to eat, then they best go and cook it themselves, This one will really hurt as my husband can not cook, he tried to grill oven chips once and even burns beans on toast.

I will still clean the house as my youngest son and I still want a clean home and do the washing as I do not want stinky socks lingering around the house.

Normally any threats I make are just that a threat, this time I have started as I mean to go on. I have not made my husband any packed lunch for work tonight and I just made the one meal for my youngest son, It felt odd and harsh doing it but I need to teach them both a lesson.

I intend to carry this strike on until I am shown some respect and a little appreciation, so I might be waiting some time!

I would love to know if anyone else out there has gone on strike in their homes? If so how has it worked out?

Any advice welcome as unfortunately in this job we do not have a union Rep for advice!