It's Monday. I hate Mondays. The reason I hate Mondays is because I always let myself down. I always say that I am going to start this week on a positive note and accomplish everything that I set out to do. I even wrote a to-do list this morning:
1) Finish and put away laundry
2) Call in and pick up RXs
3) Pick up garbage out front (thanks to a neighborhood dog)
4) Clean all 3 bathrooms
5) Put Kota's clothes away (even at 10, she thinks everything fits in her underwear drawer)
6) Write this here blog
So far, as of 1:10 pm, I have put the whites in the dryer, driven PASSED the pharmacy AND the bank, put the dirty clothes on the floor of 2 of the 3 bathrooms and shut the door to Kota's room to avoid looking at the mess. BUT, I have begun to write this blog...but who knows when I will finish it.
Something is on my mind these days that I would like to share will all of you. Recently, my husband and I attended a fundraising function here in Charleston with some of his friends from work. One "gentleman" decided that he needed me to admit that I was my husband's bit*h. Now, anyone who knows me is probably rolling on the floor in a puddle of their own urine laughing till they cry at this thought. I am no one's anything. EVER. Especially that. BUT, I am extremely dedicated to my husband and his needs. I make is coffee in the morning for work (I drink some of it too), I pack his lunch, I do his laundry, I make his favorite dinners. Does that make me his bit*h? No. That makes me a loving and caring stay at home mommy and wife who's husband works two jobs and is too tired to deal with the everyday meanderings of this household. My husband is forever telling me how much he appreciates everything that I do and that I don't really need to do it. I say to him that while I do not leave the house to work, it is MY JOB to make sure that this household runs as smoothly as possibly with 3 children, a very naughty dog, and him working most of the time. I just wonder why so many people still have that "June Cleaver" mind-set that if a wife takes care of her husband and children the way that I do, that means that that is all that they are...nothing else. We all should be thankful that there are still marriages that exist this way.
Those of you who are ready to call Gloria Steinham on me and have my WOMAN card revoked please take note: MY HUSBAND WILL DO ANYTHING THAT I ASK HIM, INCLUDING RUB MY FEET AFTER HE GETS HOME FROM WORKING TWO JOBS.