Skip to main content

The Joys of Daily Life!

Oh, the joys of my daily schedule! Do you ever wonder, like I do, what life would be full of if it were empty of your "usual" daily tasks? For example, what would I do without doggy poo to scoop, food to cook, dishes to wash, laundry to fold, floors to mop, lessons to teach, errands to run, papers to file, and bills to pay? What would I do with all that time?

If there were no other mouths to feed in my house, would I have a manicure and pedicure, or have my hair done?

What if the dishes just washed themselves? Could I have a hobby, like sewing or scrap-booking or learning to build a deck?

What in the world would I find to do if the mountainous heaps of clothes, both dirty and clean, were not clamoring for my attention? Maybe I would write that children's book I have started over and over!

How would I spend my afternoon if there was not a dog to train or a toddler to tend? Would I sit with a friend in a coffee shop for an hour chatting about the deeper issues in life, like global climate change or the political situation in America?

I may never know what my life would be like without all the mundane tasks that I face each day, but I do know one thing for certain: I wouldn't trade it for anything!

So, happy housekeeping!

Comments

  1. Amen Amen Amen!!!
    I mean what did I do before I had a family of my own????

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Health Care in the USA

Well, it is time for another political rant, so depending on your standing, you may want to mosey along.... Health care in the United States is apparently in need of an overhaul.  There are few who disagree.  However, the method of that overhaul is in question.  Many would like to use their power in government to take over health care.  Yeah, yeah, yeah, they are calling it a reform , but it is really just a takeover . So, okay, let's evaluate. Your company, which you have worked for your entire life, is losing money.  It is still afloat, but it isn't doing as well as it could.  You have a couple of choices as a member of the voting board of directors : you could vote in favor of a reevaluation of what is working and what isn't, what rules are already in place that aren't being followed that would benefit your bottom line, and what people in your company are beneficial and what people are detrimental, then you could weed out things and people who aren...

How Has Homeschooling Affected My Life?

Well, homeschooling IS my life, so suffice it to say, there's no stone unturned!  Massive takeover, at times, a bit hostile!! For example, my second child was getting ready to embark on Mother's Day Out and my first child was conveniently ensconced in a Government-run "educational" facility, and I had a glimmer of real freedom... for about a day.  Then I found out I was preggo with Baby #3.  Commence Meltdown. I have since gotten over that traumatic , er, beautiful time, and we have embraced homeschooling.  The freedom never came, the oldest got pulled from Uncle Sam's Brainwashing Academy, and the second offspring never entered a public school.  The third will not go away to preschool. They go with me to the doctor.  This, they do not love.  Neither do I. ( Mommy, why is she putting that there?? ) Alas, it is our lot in life... at least until the eldest is of babysitting age. They go with me to the grocery store.  This, they love occasion...

The Children Unite!

My children all got together last night while I was sleeping and decided to up the ante. They agreed to sabotage all of my good intentions with back-talk, whining, defiance, and drama. And that was just for breakfast. My day started with my husband grouching at me about something that doesn't affect him, followed by the Mommy Sweater attaching herself to me over my morning coffee and clinging for dear life. Not to be outdone, The Boy decided to refuse to do his math. That's it. He just wasn't gonna do it. So there. (yeah, he did his math) As if that wasn't enough to turn Super Mom into a blubbering idiot, The Princess, aka The Eldest Child, spent a laborious hour writing sentences for her spelling words, because " it's too ha-a-a-a-ard " to write a sentence using words like "kitchen" and "throw." Uh-huh. Sure. Well, more whining continued throughout the day, interspersed with moments of blatant defiance and dramatic flair over...