Do You Ever Ask Yourself, “Is This Worth It?” I Do.

I do all the time. In fact, I’m asking myself that right now, over a number of different things. Sadly, the answer to myself is typically “no.” Actually, it’s usually a lot more assertive than that. It’s more like a “fuck this” with doors slamming and things being thrown (well, at least in my mind).

This morning as I was scrubbing the floor, I asked myself “is this worth it?” I mean, normally I use my Swiffer, but it doesn’t always do the job. But then why isn’t it? While I was scrubbing angrily, I found stuff on the floor that should not have been there since I just cleaned and mopped yesterday. Like Rice Krispies and spilled juice. How the fuck did Rice Krispies and juice get spilled when this motherfucking floor was just cleaned less than 12 hours ago? I thought to myself as my scrubbing got angrier and angrier. I just cleaned yesterday! What is the point of getting down on my hands and knees and scrubbing like CinderHeather, only for it to be dirtied up twenty minutes later when people that are clearly blind and incapable of cleaning up after themselves come through the room for another snack or something to drink?

This afternoon I got my car washed. It was so dirty; dirtier than your mom back on that trip to Cancun in the 60s. Nasty. There was milk spilled in the backseat. There were toys fucking everywhere. I had a week’s worth of mail sitting in the front seat and a package of toilet paper I forgot to bring in the apartment in the trunk. Outside the car looked more brown than blue, and part of my Bulls bumper sticker was covered in mud. When it was done and we got in the car, it was like a dream. I actually pinched myself, it was that nice. Then we got home and a bird shit on it and the kid spilled her apple juice from lunch all over the floor in the back. Is this worth it? Well it seems not, now that it needs to be cleaned all over again.

Just before writing this blog I was wrapping Christmas presents. You faithful blog followers know I handle Christmas shopping and wrapping in September every year, then laugh heartily at everyone else scrambling like chickens with their heads cut off all the way to December 26th. But as I was wrapping in the bedroom, where the air conditioning had not yet hit; sweating like a pig and making everything look beautiful and perfect and elaborate, I thought to myself “Is this worth it?” No one ever stops to admire my wrapping job. No one ever appreciates how nice it looks. They all just open the shit, throw it to the side and say “what’s next?” When I remembered this, I moved to wrapping in bags with extra paper. No one can complain about there being no fun with the messiness of the paper if there is tons of tissue paper to throw around, right?

So you see I ask myself this many times through the course of a day. As I’m writing this post, and I have an 11 pound turkey in the oven, I’m wondering if the elaborate meal I’m preparing will be worth it too. My husband will eat three-quarters of it and everything else will be shoveled down like feeding time at the barnyard. I’m almost tempted to say “screw it” and just serve Taco Bell.


  1. rich

    wait. so not only are you christmas shopping early, you’re making christmas turkey early too?

  2. Connie

    I like the brown paper bag with black marker names idea…….I finally just started wrapping the box said present came in and writing the name large in black marker, because anything else seemed like overkill.
    As to the cleaning, as well as changing the toilet paper roll or cleaning the car or making the beds………I ask myself every day if it’s worth the effort, because nobody seems to notice but me. But then, I suppose that’s the point?

    1. Heather Christena Schmidt

      I think that is the point, but I realized I just don’t give a shit about perfectly cleaned floor in my car hahah

  3. Sarah

    I feel your pain! I cleaned the whole house and of course the boys destroyed it again within a few hours. One day it will get better. Right?!

  4. alienredqueen

    Start making the kid clean up her own mess (and hubby is DEFINITELY old enough to clean up after himself…) Men!

  5. Cloudy WIth a Chance of Wine

    “dirtier than your mom back on that trip to Cancun in the 60s”…you crack me up!

    Our condo has been on the market for 2+ months, and I have been cleaning every effing day. Has it been worth it? No – we just took the place OFF the market!!!!

    Loved this post. I find myself asking the same questions constantly…yet I perform the same inane tasks constantly as well.


    You could do what my grandmother used to do and just put random things into brown paper grocery bags with names written on them in black marker. Of course she had the altzheimers by then, but it certainly cut down on her Christmas prep time. Lol. 🙂

    1. Heather Christena Schmidt

      I think she was onto something..

  7. Abby Rae

    Dammit, I’ve been meaning to do the “ALL 4’s” cleaning for some time, now…Thanks for the reminder and encouragement 😉

    1. Heather Christena Schmidt

      Screw that! I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s not worth it!

      1. alienredqueen

        I keep seeing this black sludge stomped into my kitchen floor… I think it’s Fiber One brownies… WTF?

    2. Heather Christena Schmidt

      Fuck that, Abby! Fuck that! No more all fours!! (We could make t-shirts saying that…)

  8. It’s A Dome Life

    It’s worth is…some day…in the future (when you can only remember the good stuff). I sometimes think cleaning is useless. I fantasize about never washing the floor and then just moving away when my child (and husband) reach the age of keeping things clean (probably never).

    1. Heather Christena Schmidt


  9. Adam S

    My mother went to Spain back in the 60’s thank you very much!

    1. Heather Christena Schmidt


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