The Waiting Game (or How we do Housework)

So the husband and I have a very fine-tuned system for doing housework.

It's called the waiting game.

We put off doing the housework until one of us caves.  Not the best system.  Some days it looks like we're at the starter stages for our own episode of Hoarders.

Here's the breakdown of how it usually works with every day chores:

• The trashcan is piled about a foot higher than gravity should allow.  I cheat and ask for him to take out the garbage on his way to work. (We store our garbage can outside the garage)
• Dirty dishes are stacked on every spare surface in the kitchen, even though the dishes in the dishwasher are clean and ready to be put up.  I put up the dishes and wait.  Usually the Husband caves to doing them.
• The entertainment center becomes a dull gray with dust.  I give in. Every time.
• The carpet is covered in small patches of dog hair.  It's about 50/50 on this one.

Now that's what I call teamwork.