"Honey, you know that smell?"

[Alenee]

So this morning there was a smell emanating from my laundry room. Naturally I check the washing machine to see if a load was forgotten to be moved into the dryer...and there was one. However, dh came to me just now and said, "Honey, you know that smell? It wasn't that load of laundry." I knew instantly. I reply, "It's a dead mouse isn't it." "Yeeesss....." I reply, "You need me to take care of it don't you." "I love yooooooooouuuuuuuu." (in a pouty, whiny voice):glare:

 

I always get the "nasty" jobs in the house; potty accidents, throw up, dead rodents, dead...anything....:ack2: I cannot fathom what he would do without me. ;)

 

How come that isn't ever listed as one of those jobs on that list of how much a SAHM mom would earn if she did earn money?

[Sasharowan]

LOL. We get those big roaches here and I make dh deal with them if he's here and if he's not, out of all the people in the house, my dD8 volunteers. Boys won't touch them (except the 2yo and you know where that leads). I'm much better now though. I will vacuum or sweep them up. There was a time when I would pack up and leave the house until dh got home form work because of a dead one. LOL

[beansprouts]

Oh, no, not me! I don't do garbage, plumbing or dead things. Those are all in DH's job description - I wrote them there myself!!

[WTMindy]

So this morning there was a smell emanating from my laundry room. Naturally I check the washing machine to see if a load was forgotten to be moved into the dryer...and there was one. However, dh came to me just now and said, "Honey, you know that smell? It wasn't that load of laundry." I knew instantly. I reply, "It's a dead mouse isn't it." "Yeeesss....." I reply, "You need me to take care of it don't you." "I love yooooooooouuuuuuuu." (in a pouty, whiny voice):glare:

 

I always get the "nasty" jobs in the house; potty accidents, throw up, dead rodents, dead...anything....:ack2: I cannot fathom what he would do without me. ;)

 

How come that isn't ever listed as one of those jobs on that list of how much a SAHM mom would earn if she did earn money?

 

You go, girl!! We had a mouse (or something) die somewhere in our car (the engine or something) and we could not find it. It took 6 months to totally get rid of that smell!!

[beansprouts]

You go, girl!! We had a mouse (or something) die somewhere in our car (the engine or something) and we could not find it. It took 6 months to totally get rid of that smell!!

 

I know that smell. I remember it from when our hamster escaped... we never found it...

[*anj*]

Oh, no, not me! I don't do garbage, plumbing or dead things. Those are all in DH's job description - I wrote them there myself!!

Amen!!!

My slogan around here is "If I'd wanted to get rid of my own gross/dead things, I would never have gotten married."

And if dh is away I can use one of those little beings that sprang from my womb.

[Alenee]

I told dh about posting this so his reply was, "Oh yeah, what about that 3.5 cords of wood I chopped and stacked, or the ice and water I plumbed into the garage fridge for summer, or the massive ugly satellite I disassembled, or the two flat tires you had this last month that *somehow* got fixed before you need your van, or the computer systems that run constantly, and and and...":rolleyes:

 

Okay, he totally took the wind out of my sails. I don't know what I'd do without him either.:)

[GSMP]

Ewwwww......You go Girl!!!!

 

I can do the rodents, snakes and such....but not anything that has 8 legs, fur and jumps or crawls or runs. If they put spiders on eye charts I wouldn't be wearing glasses....!!!

 

My husband does the vomit stuff.....unfortunately for him he married a sympathy vomiter......I owe him BBBIIIIIGGGGGG time.....:lol:

 

I have gotten better....but it is a struggle.....:001_huh:

[Guest Virginia Dawn]

Amen!!!

And if dh is away I can use one of those little beings that sprang from my womb.

 

:lol::lol::lol:

[Harriet Vane]

There was one occasion when a mouse died in a trap in the dining room. :ack2: The smell was hideous, and dh was out of town or something. I knew I had to get that @#%^# smelly carcass out of there, but also knew I lack the moral fortitude to do this.

 

My dear, sweet son, who was then 5yo, coached me through it. At first he wasn't too helpful: "Ooooh, look at his eyes . . . and his mouth is open! What a long tail!" I made some sort of gross-out noise with an accompanying shudder and my darling boy held up a hand and said, "It's okay, Mom. I know you can do it." He just melted my heart!!! He then continued to say encouraging little things as I worked the mouse onto a dustpan and ran it out to the alley garbage. He even gave me a hug afterwards! Then I gave him candy. It was undoubtedly one of the finest things he'd ever done.:blushing:

[beansprouts]

My husband does the vomit stuff.....unfortunately for him he married a sympathy vomiter......I owe him BBBIIIIIGGGGGG time.....:lol:

 

 

EWW!!! Add vomit to my list...

[Jean in Newcastle]

Unfortunately I have the reputation in our neighborhood for being the one to turn to when something is really gross. One neighbor called me when they came home after a long weekend to find a dead and moldy fish in the fish tank. (And it was fairly big too!:ack2:) And another neighbor called me when her boxer had diarrhea all over the house.:ack2: And another called me when there was a medical emergency (not for the medical part - they headed to the ER for that) but to help with the clean-up!:ack2:

 

Each of these situations were truly overwhelming for the person. They all helped me too. Fortunately these are the only "gross calls" I've had over the last 3 years. I asked one of the neighbors why they thought to call me. The answer was - "Well, you're a mom!" Hmmm. There are lots of other moms in the neighborhood and they don't get called. So that's me - Mom to the neighborhood!

[melissel]

Oh, no, not me! I don't do garbage, plumbing or dead things. Those are all in DH's job description - I wrote them there myself!!

 

Heck yes!!!!!

[Alenee]

There was one occasion when a mouse died in a trap in the dining room. :ack2: The smell was hideous, and dh was out of town or something. I knew I had to get that @#%^# smelly carcass out of there, but also knew I lack the moral fortitude to do this.

 

My dear, sweet son, who was then 5yo, coached me through it. At first he wasn't too helpful: "Ooooh, look at his eyes . . . and his mouth is open! What a long tail!" I made some sort of gross-out noise with an accompanying shudder and my darling boy held up a hand and said, "It's okay, Mom. I know you can do it." He just melted my heart!!! He then continued to say encouraging little things as I worked the mouse onto a dustpan and ran it out to the alley garbage. He even gave me a hug afterwards! Then I gave him candy. It was undoubtedly one of the finest things he'd ever done.:blushing:

 

That's one of the sweetest things I've ever heard! How adorable!

[Alenee]

Unfortunately I have the reputation in our neighborhood for being the one to turn to when something is really gross. One neighbor called me when they came home after a long weekend to find a dead and moldy fish in the fish tank. (And it was fairly big too!:ack2:) And another neighbor called me when her boxer had diarrhea all over the house.:ack2: And another called me when there was a medical emergency (not for the medical part - they headed to the ER for that) but to help with the clean-up!:ack2:

 

Each of these situations were truly overwhelming for the person. They all helped me too. Fortunately these are the only "gross calls" I've had over the last 3 years. I asked one of the neighbors why they thought to call me. The answer was - "Well, you're a mom!" Hmmm. There are lots of other moms in the neighborhood and they don't get called. So that's me - Mom to the neighborhood!

 

OMGoodness! That's too funny!:lol::lol:

[*anj*]

That's one of the sweetest things I've ever heard! How adorable!

 

It is indeed very sweet. But I am so terribly grossed out by things like that that I know I'd have asked him to do it. I would have! I'm just being honest. :smilielol5::smilielol5::smilielol5:

[beansprouts]

Unfortunately I have the reputation in our neighborhood for being the one to turn to when something is really gross. One neighbor called me when they came home after a long weekend to find a dead and moldy fish in the fish tank. (And it was fairly big too!:ack2:) And another neighbor called me when her boxer had diarrhea all over the house.:ack2: And another called me when there was a medical emergency (not for the medical part - they headed to the ER for that) but to help with the clean-up!:ack2:

 

Each of these situations were truly overwhelming for the person. They all helped me too. Fortunately these are the only "gross calls" I've had over the last 3 years. I asked one of the neighbors why they thought to call me. The answer was - "Well, you're a mom!" Hmmm. There are lots of other moms in the neighborhood and they don't get called. So that's me - Mom to the neighborhood!

 

*Cindy makes a note to call Jean next time the garbage disposal gets clogged...*

[Jean in Newcastle]

*Cindy makes a note to call Jean next time the garbage disposal gets clogged...*

 

Jean makes a note to not answer the phone if the Caller ID says "Beansprouts"!:D

[Peela]

I deal with all bodily fluids and he deals with all animals alive or dead. This is an arrangement we are all happy with here.:001_huh:

 

Lol, pretty similar here. Dh is totally repulsed by most bodily fluids, hardly ever did nappies because he would gag :bored: but he does do other things like rodents and cockroaches, so I keep him.