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Sense and Sensitivity: Mouse in the house and a rat in the marriage
DEAR HARRIETTE: I live in a densely populated apartment building. I keep my apartment clean, but I have noticed recently that there are signs of mice. I have talked to my husband about it and asked him to help me out more. I do all the housework. Even though I ask him to help me with the dishes after I cook, he rarely complies. I feel tired all the time from handling all household duties and working. How can I get my husband to help me? Mousetraps aren’t going to work without cleaning up, too. Oh, yeah, and he refuses to allow us to get a housekeeper, even though we can afford it. -- Mouse House, Detroit
DEAR MOUSE HOUSE: Remind your husband of how unhealthy it is for both of you to have a mouse in your house. Mice carry all kinds of germs, and you cannot control where they roam once they are in your home. Ask him if he will partner with you to make the house cleaner. Point out that right now you are saddled with all the responsibility, and it’s just too much for you to manage. Encourage him to come into the kitchen with you to help with cleanup. Start by cleaning together. That may be the way to get him to do anything at all.

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LW: My husband won't help with housework no matter how many times I ask.
Harriete: Ask your husband for help.
Personally, I think she should just higher the housecleaner. "Allow," my Aunt Fanny.
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Sometimes I wonder how these guys justify it to themselves. "My wife has asked me for help but obviously she doesn't need it and/or housework will make my balls fall off."
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(I am only mostly kidding.)
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:D
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cackles :D
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That said, as someone who does have housecleaners come regularly, there is a certain baseline level of neatness that housecleaners need to do their work. If you've got stacks of paper, boxes, piles of laundry, dirty dishes, or whatever, the basic cleaning services are not going to deal with that. More than basic might, but you need to decide how much you're going to get ready for the cleaners, how much of that is going to be your work, and how much you can get your husband to do by sticking his sorry ass at the end of a Swiffer and getting his balls in the cobwebs.
Also, the prep and results of the cleaners will be obvious. He'll be furious. You can tell him to go eff himself, or you can try to get counseling/mediation. But there's a tough relationship bridge y'all need to cross one way or another.
Note: he doesn't give two shakes of a rat's ass about the health effects of mice, at least not unless he gets Hanta or Bubonic. So you can take Harriette's first line and shove it in the Swiffer with the rest of the cobwebs.
I swear, men are all fired this week.
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And of course, I approve of the house keeper, especially if husband does not lift a finger towards cleaning.
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This doesn't change the household politics problem which needs to be addressed, but is still necessary.
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Wow.
And yet, I totally believe this. It took us a while to realize that the only thing that works against pantry moth is good sealing plastic containers (we use take-out containers) because they can wiggle up the screw tops of glass jars or any non-watertight plastic.
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Stop. Feeding. Him.