D-I-S-A-P-P-O-I-N-T-E-D.
I am thoroughly disappointed in myself. I am pathetic. This afternoon, I outsourced yet another one of my domestic duties, leaving me with very little full-time responsibilities around the house. I am my mother-in-law’s worst nightmare…
I have someone who cleans my house, watches my kid, does our laundry (including bed linens), and now my grocery shopping.
That leaves me the following chores:
- Cleaning the shit-box (litter box), very infrequently
- Feeding the fur babies, if I remember and have not been able to whine loud enough to get N. to do it
- Cooking… sporadic at best.
I am maybe the laziest person I have ever had the distinct pleasure of knowing.
Now, in defense of myself (read: justification, on deck) I do work full-time and by eliminating these errands and chores, I do get to spend more time with the precious bean. So why do I feel so pathetic?
It is not as if I particularly enjoy these things, at all. Is it because I feel like I should be able to manage these things and not being able to deal is some reflection on me, or my ability to be a grown-up? Prolly.
I am sure that I will get over it and will enjoy the extra time that bean, N. and I can spend together. And, I am sure that I should be thankful that I can afford the luxury of turning my house into a veritable hotel… but I can’t help but feel a little guilty.
That said, I certainly don’t feel bad enough to cook and the dogs are starting to look a little piqued. Hmmm.
Take it easy on yourself! I am a full time SAHM and probably don't accomplish as much as you. I think that you are genius for making Butterbean the priority in your life. Hell, if I could hire someone to do that stuff for me I would. You are a GOOD mom.
Posted by: buffi | Friday, July 22, 2005 at 08:10 PM
I love that you call something in your house "fur babies." Are those the dogs? Even if they are the dogs (which is still awesome) I was picturing you feeding these furry little baby creatures who live in a shoebox. We bought our kid a book called "the fur family" or something like that and it is covered in faux-fur and it is her favorite book. Anyway, it is all about these random unidentifiable furry creatures.
I think you should continue to call whatever it you call "fur babies" for a long time. I wish we had dogs so I could call them fur babies. Love it.
Posted by: Dutch | Thursday, July 28, 2005 at 06:02 PM