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Tuesday, January 27, 2009
No rest for the weary
I've noticed a trend happening. The more I write, the messier my house is! Dang! I just have more important things to do than clean house.
I love to tease my hubby when he comes home. I say, "So, what are you making me for dinner?" He'll give me a funny look, then I say, "Hey, I have worked hard all day writing a fabulous story! I'm starved!" He laughs and we both wonder what to feed our five starving children.
So, I've had to make rules for myself. I can't write until I do at least two chores. I also have to do a bit of plumbing paperwork. I hate that part. My poor hubby comes to me--almost on a daily basis--to point out some mistake I've made on the plumbing stuff. I have informed him that he could hire a professional if he likes. I have writing to do! =)
It's a good thing he has a good sense of humor.
I also count myself blessed that I have four kids big enough to help. My thirteen year old rolls his eyes and says, "You're not working. You LIKE to be on the computer." That is true, but I hope to have money coming in one of these days because of the time I spend at the computer. I guess he thinks if it's work, you have to hate it. What does that say about the way I've raised him? I've ruined my children! =) I think I should start saving for their therapy instead of college.
So, off I go to do a couple of chores since I have obviously sat down at the computer before my allotted time! Dang! Oh well, no rest for the weary.