I am Desperate- with a capital D- and its getting worse-
I don’t want much, just these couple of things-
- Family Prayer time
- I don’t want to be such a screamer
- I want time to shower EVERYNIGHT!!!
- I need time to KNIT!!!!!!!
- Balance Budget-organized grocery shopping!
- Home-made meals (family dinner)
- Tidy Bathrooms
- Less than two loads of laundry pending
- Family Prayer time
- A bedroom conducive to “loving”
- An organized garage, where you can find things amongst the storage-
Ok so I have all these aspirations of a clean/neat/tidy/organized house.
Did I mention I want to be calm, serene, and loving at all times?
Then there is this thing called reality-
There are 45613247654 loads of laundry in front of the washer.
Another sixtybillion piles in our bedroom, and even more on the floor/bathroom and hallway.
So- I get a brilliant idea- I am going to clean our house top to bottom.
I buy the bottle of bleach, and container of Comet, I get all my stuff ready-
… and then EJ decides he wants to help- by organizing the DVD’s and by Organizing I mean
Pull them off the shelf and lay them on the floor.
The garage looks like a monster built of cardboard- that is going to take over- I guarantee no committee in their right mind would want me on their planning staff-
-but wait it gets worse- dinner- but to do make dinner we have to wash dishes- oh and that means we need cupboard space.
No wonder we eat out three millions days per week!!!
Toys everywhere- and I really do mean everywhere… ever tried to find “the mood” and land on a duplo?
3 comments:
Helga Marie, my daughter Emily and I read this post together. We laughed til we CRIED over the clean garage. Mine is a wreck. Seriously. A WRECK. I may have to do a blog post with pictures.
I'm with you on the Family Prayer time - we don't do that either and I wish that we did. But what we do very often (all the time) is talk. We are able to encourage each other in how to handle things through Christ. It's encouraging. I pray with my kids when they are really worried about something or upset. Their prayers at bedtime are personal - it's between them and their Heavenly Father. When I do hear them pray, I am usually amazed at how honest and mature they sound. I know that God is leading them.
There is no such thing as the perfect mother or the perfect family. There is however a such thing as perfect love - Jesus Himself. I am so thankful we have Him to hedge about our family and constantly renew us.
YOU have made my night. I love "DB-OneKanobie" and I think you are awesome!
Could this comment have been any longer? Yes. Of course. But I will stop now. Have a great weekend!
As an older woman I will tell you what I was told repeatedly when I was your age.... :-).....this is the season of life you are in and it won't always be so. You will have time to do all those things you desperately desire, that is where I am now, and you will MISS the sounds of childhood laughter and the affections that only a wee one can give. Hang in there!
I want you to know that I have an answering post to THIS post in my drafts. Hopefully in the near future I will complete it and get it published (you should really cross your fingers for me). I will let you know when it is up!
DB-OneKanobie... HA! Still makes me smile :)
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