I have been really busy. So busy I can't keep up with my self. I seem to over commit my self. I think the professionals call it escapism. I like to be busy. To me house work is boring. 100 years from now who is going to care if I did not vacuum today? I always say if you want to come over to see my house give me a call, if you want to come over and see me, stop by anytime. I must of "cut" the day God was handing out domestic stuff.
I have to admit I love my vacuum. I love to look at it. If I have to choose between going to the movie with my friends or staying home to clean the house, the friends always win.
I have a signs on my refrigerator that says that I am "domestically disabled" and "make your self at home, clean my kitchen." My mouse pad has an black and white photo with a woman who appears to be from the 50's. She has a scowl on her face and she is holding a feather duster. It says "does it look like I give a rats ass." It still makes me laugh and I have had it for years.
I always covet those women who love house work. Because no matter how "forward" thinking we have become, society still says it is a woman's job to clean the house.
When the kids where little I used to take out the trash and mow the lawn. The kids would tell me that I was not "suppose" to take out the trash and mow the lawn. I said to them "who says." They could never answer. It is what society told them even at their young age.
This morning would be a perfect day to do house work because it is raining, but I am completely out of laundry detergent. I guess I will have to go to Target.... and maybe stop by a few of those crafts shows that are starting to pop up. :)
Saturday, October 23, 2010
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When God handed out roses
I thought He said, "Noses".
And I said,
"I'll take a big red one!"
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