Housewives tend to spend a lot of time doing things around the house alone. So what goes on inside the head of a housewife? What do we think about during the 15 minute task at hand? What odd scenarios play out in our heads while we sit on the floor folding clothes, or rock a nursing baby to sleep? What issues do we dwell on while making the kids lunch? What problems do we solve/create while we do the laundry? Here’s what goes on in my head…
About Me
- Sarah
- I have dedicated all of my time to the welfare, upkeep, control, future, problem solving, compromising, cleanliness, and order to my home, my children, my dog, my two cats, my two fish, and my husband. I have opted to put all my time, sanity, self control, patience, impatience, good grace, and stellar personality into this effort. I am happy to clean, willing to be walked all over, content to attend to my dirty duties, and totally convinced I have the best job in the world. Give or take a couple days.
February 9, 2012
...while contemplating my mess
My kitchen is clean. It is beautiful. White counter tops, cherry wood cabinets, stainless steel appliances. Finally, after weeks of halfassing it, I have cleaned the kitchen. It will be thrashed after I prepare just one meal and I will lose control of the cleanliness, so I have decided to take a picture. Every time I clean a room to perfection I am going to take a picture of it. I will put these photos together in a photo album so that I may look through them on a daily basis. It is only then that I will be able to see what my house looks like when it is in perfect condition. I will take a picture of each of my children right after their bath, neatly dressed, hair perfectly done. This photo album will be the example of a perfect home. I will name the album "Only in My Dreams". And yet, I do accept the fact that happiness comes only when you accept reality. The reality is this; I am a slob.
February 6, 2012
...while cleaning Clara's room
What a heart warming sentence. "Mom, I'm going to clean my room today and choose the right by helping you clean the house." How comforting and encouraging. My five year old wants to help me. "OK Clara, lets get to it! You gonna help me? I'm in your room, come on darling!" No answer. Hmmmm. "Clara?" Nowhere to be found. Ah, there she is, coloring in her my little pony book. "Are you coming?" No answer. She didn't even look up at me. "Clara, I'm talking to you." No response. "Clara, do not ignore your mother, answer me right now! Get in your room right now and clean it! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?! Well now you're doing it by yourself. See what happens? I was so happy that you were going to help. Now you have to sit alone in your room cleaning all by yourself. We could have been doing it together, having a good time, getting it done quickly, and I would have been in a good mood. Now I'm stressed and mad and you are in trouble. Happy now?" 15 minutes later... I swear if she is not cleaning I am going to FREAK.... "Mommy look! I have all my horses set up around the room and this is where the castle is and these are the ponies that help princess cylestia run the kingdom. These horses have to stay in the stable because they aren't pretty enough to play with these horses. This pony is dressed for the ball and she is leading the other ponies. The pegasus is up high overlooking the horses making sure nobody fights. Isn't it all beautiful? Will you play with me Mommy?" I'm Crying, being angry, laughing, being mad, melting, and submitting. I have been conquered by a five year old. "Of course I will play with you!"
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