It’s 10:30 am and I am on a union break. I have been cleaning since 8am. Ug, have I mentioned how much I hate cleaning? It’s not that I am a messy person, in fact the opposite, I hate mess. But I hate cleaning more. I wonder how I managed to work full time and keep a 3000 square foot house clean back in the day. Then I remember, I usually had a cleaning lady.
I realize I am beginning to sound like Forest Gump when I continually quote my mother’s pearls of wisdom but here I go again. Mom said back in 92 after my daughter was born and we moved into a big house in the suburbs that I couldn’t be my perfect self, wife, mother, employee, cook and bottle washer. Something would have to go and she suggested bottle washing. So, I hired a cleaning lady and it kept us sane. My friend who worked full time with three sons maintains hiring a cleaning lady saved her marriage. As it happened for me, the cooking pretty much went out the window too. For the most part all my other roles, never perfect, did then bring me happiness.
Now we are in a 900 square foot house. Two hours and I am no where near finished cleaning and I have lost interest. The Heron was squawking below me so I had to go see what he was on about. The squirrel knocked over the “bird feeder”, so I had to fix that.. The fish should be fed and my winter to do list updated.
It’s flat calm and took E 36 minutes to get to town this morning ..he is bringing back one of our sons with his two friends. They are coming to get out of the city and kayak. I lived with this kid til 2007 when he went away to university, his friends were always at our house… Now I am lucky to see him three times a year. I guess it’s what kids do, grow up.. Good for them, crummy for Moms 🙂
I should get back to work, it’s 11 am and my union break is over. I am just checking my winter todo list and notice that absolutely no where on the list is