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So today was a day off for me. Yesterday was a day off, too. Yesterday I changed the sheets on the beds and washed them, finished folding the clothes from the day before, constantly picked up the toys, and took the kids to a birthday party for a four year old, which was fun. In the evening we lounged after finally getting the kids to bed, but I planned to use today as my primary rest-day, because I had a day with no where to go and no specific schedule to keep. I look forward to that because it doesn't happen often.
So I did 3 loads of laundry, including the folding and putting away, cut the kids hair, cleaned both bathrooms and the kitchen, including the floors, did the dusting and the vacuuming and spent the whole day doing general pick-up. I kept promising myself time, and I did fit in a meal and the time on the couch to eat it. Because I wasn't going to cook a family dinner--hey, it's my day off--I made several meals at several different times, like pancakes and mac-n-cheese and sandwiches, and such--nothing really taxing, but it seemed constant.
The kids have tomorrow off. So does Chad. I don't. That means they get to have round 2 of how-much-gamecube-can-one-day-hold, and I get to go to my job--see previous entries to discover how very much I love my job.
I swear to Christ I'm going to flip if I get to come home to the kind of mess I spent my whole day dealing with when they get to be home all day and I don't.
I have a dream that someday we will live in a world of equality, where Mom's and Dad's and kids all work together so that no one is tortured, no one is oppressed, and the burden is shared by all so that there is no burden to speak of. Yes, I have a dream today. 'Cuz I can't really have a dream tomorrow. Tomorrow I get up around 5:30, get ready, get the laundry going and go to work, only to come home 9 hours later, fold the aforementioned laundry, clean up whatever there is for me to clean up and cook dinner for the people who didn't have to go to work or school. I won't have time to dream tomorrow.
That's why I have a dream today. Today's my day off.
Ug. Grr. Argh.
Deep Breath
Ok, I'm fine. Goodnight.
--The Maid.
So I did 3 loads of laundry, including the folding and putting away, cut the kids hair, cleaned both bathrooms and the kitchen, including the floors, did the dusting and the vacuuming and spent the whole day doing general pick-up. I kept promising myself time, and I did fit in a meal and the time on the couch to eat it. Because I wasn't going to cook a family dinner--hey, it's my day off--I made several meals at several different times, like pancakes and mac-n-cheese and sandwiches, and such--nothing really taxing, but it seemed constant.
The kids have tomorrow off. So does Chad. I don't. That means they get to have round 2 of how-much-gamecube-can-one-day-hold, and I get to go to my job--see previous entries to discover how very much I love my job.
I swear to Christ I'm going to flip if I get to come home to the kind of mess I spent my whole day dealing with when they get to be home all day and I don't.
I have a dream that someday we will live in a world of equality, where Mom's and Dad's and kids all work together so that no one is tortured, no one is oppressed, and the burden is shared by all so that there is no burden to speak of. Yes, I have a dream today. 'Cuz I can't really have a dream tomorrow. Tomorrow I get up around 5:30, get ready, get the laundry going and go to work, only to come home 9 hours later, fold the aforementioned laundry, clean up whatever there is for me to clean up and cook dinner for the people who didn't have to go to work or school. I won't have time to dream tomorrow.
That's why I have a dream today. Today's my day off.
Ug. Grr. Argh.
Deep Breath
Ok, I'm fine. Goodnight.
--The Maid.