"What do you do?"
I get that question a lot. There are a lot of answers - mom, teacher, singer, writer......housewife. Ugh. I hate that word. "Housewife". It smack of pearls and high heels and 'just running a vacuum cleaner oven this floor before I get the roast out of the over. Whoops! Hubby's home - better make sure my make-up is just right."
Maybe that is why I rebel. No makeup, no heels, no pearls, no pot roasts, and almost no "running the vacuum cleaner" over anything!
I do try. Really. In all honesty, I run the vacuum a lot. And the washing machine. Everyone who really knows me knows I absolutely hate doing laundry. I have always felt that way, but even more so now, with nothing but smelly male-laundry to handle. And even especially right now, as my dryer has not worked well in months. It takes 2-3 tries to get a load dry. That makes doing laundry like water torture. Even when I want to get it done, I go to find the load in the dryer is still wet...again!
I have pack-rat tendencies I try hard to regulate. What results is that I keep on top of things, but barely. I love the word "declutter", but am not sure how good I am at that.
Sometimes my chores pile up around me. At our last house, about three years ago, our master bedroom closet got so cluttered, I threw in the towel and just let it go. The problem soon reached hideous proportions. I actually called my best friend and told her that if ArtGuy and I were to die anytime soon, no one was allowed to go through our closet except her - especially not my mother! I didn't want my mother's last memories of me to be this unclean ghost! And I wasn't kidding! I made her swear she alone would clean out the closet in the event of our demise.
Well, I finally got that closet clean, and the ban was lifted. I have not let that happen again!
Why am I writing about this today? I am sitting here waiting for the dryer to finish drying the current load (the third attempt). Earlier today I scrubbed the table clean, only to find it an hour later covered in foody goo, courtesy of the Mad Toddler!
Whoops - dryer is done! Let's go fold some clothes!
3 comments:
if your dryer does not cooperate: try a clothesline. Cuts down on energy use, clothes last longer and smell great.
I'm just impressed that you wait around for the clothes to dry and then fold them. That's discipline. I almost never fold them right after. I clean them all and then have a fold clean clothes party in front of a good movie. Sometimes, the clean laundry stays in bags until I get to it. SIgh...
Hah, Jana! I was getting the laundry right away because I had actually kept it in the dryer for a whole week! I turned it on one more time to get the wrinkles out, and then jumped up to get it when t was done, or else it would be another week before I did it!
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