Wasting Time

It Is Too Precious.

I hate to say this but I hardly ever get to see my family anymore. That is a crying shame since they live only about a mile away from me. I think about them all the time, I can go by there any time and stop in, yet, I tell myself, "I'll do X thing first, then go over and just hang out with mom." Trouble is, it ends up being X, Y and Z things first and next thing you know the week is gone, and I never did get by there.

Why do I do this to myself? Why do I do it to mom? I know she wants to see me more often. I call her all the time, but I just never seem to make it down there, and that is just silly. For a fat woman I sure am spread thin these days. My family makes fun of me saying, "You always say you are so busy, but you never seem to get anything done." Of course I say, "that is not true at all, I am really busy, but I do get things done."

I didn't make it home early enough tonight and my poor dogs couldn't hold it long enough, and ended up going pooh in the house. They have never pooped in the house before. They have their own schedule, and I should have been home earlier, but I got off work late and there it goes.

At the start of every week, I tell myself, this week I am going to get everything done and under control. Why do the evenings go so fast? Why do the days go so fast? I look up and it is bed time, well, beyond bed time actually, and chores are left undone, put off for the next day, and the next.

But everyone likes to tell me how I have so much time on my hands because I work part-time. Really? Well, no one is going to do my job for me. Not my paying job mind you, I'm talking about my job of being a mother, of taking care of our house, running the household. No one else is going to do that for me. I don't have extra hundreds laying around where I could contract out some of the things that I do around here. Besides, I would spend 18 hours cleaning this house before letting someone come in to clean it lest they think we were dirty pigs living here.

Some women do great at this stuff. I'm not good at it. I'm not being negative or a downer here, I'm really just not that good at juggling so many things. I have a friend whose house looks perfect all the time, any time of day, any day of the week, nobody has ever stopped in unexpectedly and found so much as a dirty dish in the sink, or a shoe not put in its proper place. She works full-time and is a single mom. I don't know how she does it. I've watched her though, and she has a compulsive cleaning gene I think.

She walks by something out of place, she immediately puts it away. I walk by something out of place, I make a mental note to go back later and put it away. That's the heart of it, and that's why I am an underachieving housewife, even though I'm technically not a housewife, but I do have a house and I am a wife, so somewhere in there a lot of cleaning, cooking and shopping is involved.

Forget the house, the chores, the errands, I am going to spend at least one day this week with my momma, and I'm going to do her shopping for her, and clean up around her house for her. I owe it to her, she needs extra help these days.

Now I am off to bed. Have a good one.