Ruling the roost
Recently, however, it has become quite clear that my domestic situation needs sharpening up (or rather, I need to find some way of motivating my vacuum cleaner-shy boyfriend to get up off his backside). So, inspired by the lovely orderliness of my classroom, I have instigated The Regime at home. The Regime has two parts: rules and jobs. Rules are fairly straightforward, for example: Do NOT leave dirty socks on the sofa Do NOT leave nasty beard shavings in the bathroom sink Do NOT put cutlery upside down in the dishwasher.
Oh, wait a minute - I'm supposed to be phrasing them positively, so a general "DO as I tell you" will be perfect. Jobs designed to raise self-esteem and to nurture a sense of responsibility have been divvied out quite fairly. And to make sure there are no squabbles over who does what, I have colour-coded them: blue jobs and pink jobs.
Taking out the overflowing bins is definitely a blue job and selecting soft furnishings is, naturally, pink.
So thrilled am I with the novelties of this system, I am thinking about setting up a points chart, and if the house stays tidy for a whole week, he'll be getting a certificate. But for some reason, I can't think why, he is not proving to be one of my star pupils Louisa Leaman is a London teacher