Land of the Lazy, Home of the Helpless

Let me just say it here & say it clear...HELPLESSNESS IS NOT ATTRACTIVE OR SEXY! Feelin' me here, boyz?

Blondie's men appear to be suffering from a pervasive, profound, condition of chronic lazy helplessness (CLH)! Blondie's been traveling a bit these last few weeks: two days at a conference in Philly, Chicago for a weekend wedding (Blondie's hubby wasn't up for the fun, alas.) On her next trip, last week, she took an iddy-biddy nycthemeron to her former home, NYC, how she misses it! Upon her return...she discovered not one dish washed, counter wiped, or bed made. And in the case of son-of-Blondie...not one article of clothing remained above floor level!

Coming up is a 10 day conference in Barcelona and the CLH epidemic doesn't appear to be waning! Nor does it augur well for a pleasant homecoming. But Blondie's practicing lowering her standards even further. Believe me, they've eroded DRAMATICALLY since her blissful days of living alone in her NYC co-op. Well I know, it's best not to live in the past...and Blondie is all over planning for her future and the next exciting phase of her life when son-of-Blondie goes off into the greater world of college!

What to do? How to handle it? Should I care? Should I worry that they seem utterly incapable of flushing the toilets on a regular basis, hanging up their clothes, much less washing their clothes for that matter! Where is Mrs. Piggle Wiggle and her wise counsel when I need it? I am in mind of that wonderful AA tenet...change the things you can, invoke a higher power, and let go of the rest...or something like that. I doubt hubby will ever change nor will a higher power intervene in the tidying up of Blondie's abode. But I can hold a little economic sway over son-of-Blondie by incentive-izing him! So that's the strategy for now along with grudging resignation and the backing off of any standards. Advice welcomed! As well as great restaurants in Barcelona.