Yesterday was kind of a bummy day. I was feeling really, really jealous of my husband and kids. They had the whole day off and pretty much got to do whatever they wanted. I was stuck doing the same old thing; preparing food, cleaning up food, laundry, baking bread, cleaning, cleaning, and more cleaning! My wonderful PIC did run out and get me a drink at about 3:00, which was nice. At 10:00 last night, my kitchen was very clean, the second load of dishes for the day was in the dishwasher, all but one load of laundry was finished, four loaves of bread were tucked in the freezer, the kids were tucked in bed, the animals fed and watered, and my husband was waiting for me to come to him. I looked over my little house, my home, my life, my loves and I felt satisfied. Despite the bad days, the ho-hum days, this is where I want to be and this is what I want to do. This is my calling and my passion. I truly love what I am doing. It is something to be proud of, and I am satisfied.
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I have to agree, when I was sick I was really out of it, I really did not step into the kitchen for almost a week. When I finally got up and moving the house was a mess, Ok not a disaster but just not perfect like I like it! I was first a little bugged but then I thought, you know I like that Jason doesn’t do as good of a job as I do! I like to be needed! I am the only one who can do my job as well as I can, talk about satisfaction and job security!! I love not being replaceable!
There is nothing like the feeling of looking down the stairs at our main floor and seeing a clean kitchen and living room. I don’t see it as often as I like, but when I do it’s wonderful.
Yesterday was kind of a bummy day. I was feeling really, really jealous of my husband and kids. They had the whole day off and pretty much got to do whatever they wanted. I was stuck doing the same old thing; preparing food, cleaning up food, laundry, baking bread, cleaning, cleaning, and more cleaning! My wonderful PIC did run out and get me a drink at about 3:00, which was nice. At 10:00 last night, my kitchen was very clean, the second load of dishes for the day was in the dishwasher, all but one load of laundry was finished, four loaves of bread were tucked in the freezer, the kids were tucked in bed, the animals fed and watered, and my husband was waiting for me to come to him. I looked over my little house, my home, my life, my loves and I felt satisfied. Despite the bad days, the ho-hum days, this is where I want to be and this is what I want to do. This is my calling and my passion. I truly love what I am doing. It is something to be proud of, and I am satisfied.
I have to agree, when I was sick I was really out of it, I really did not step into the kitchen for almost a week. When I finally got up and moving the house was a mess, Ok not a disaster but just not perfect like I like it! I was first a little bugged but then I thought, you know I like that Jason doesn’t do as good of a job as I do! I like to be needed! I am the only one who can do my job as well as I can, talk about satisfaction and job security!! I love not being replaceable!
There is nothing like the feeling of looking down the stairs at our main floor and seeing a clean kitchen and living room. I don’t see it as often as I like, but when I do it’s wonderful.