Maybe I should try to do a daily post for a while. We'll see. Right now I am having trouble typing so I am unlikely to really want to follow through with this.
I am feeling blah. bleh. blaw.
Got the very tired thing going on. But it feels more like mental tired. Not have any energy to deal with people (including and especially my children) and the thought of all the things that I have not made them do make me sad.
I felt like a failure as a pampered suburban stay-at-home housewife. Of course I have failed to be a pampered suburban stay at home housewife, so I guess that explains the feeling of failure.
But I regretted all of the experiences I have failed to provide for my children. And the fact that no one would look at my house or my clothes or my physical self with envy. I am not the Joneses that people are trying to keep up with.
I decided to enlist the help of the children in doing stuff. Making lists of things they should do so I don't have to remind them every day. They collaborated on one such list. I like it.
Before Thy Supper:
After Thine Supper:
Hand hurts. Eyes squinty. Need to reorder meds.
Grateful crap: my children (ye olde offspring)
having other people do things
Quaker, teacher, parent,