~I have a pile of laundry as high as the dryer
~There are dishes in the sink most times
~Our bed does not get made everyday
~I do not cook supper every night
Ok. Ok. You get the picture.
I bet at this point, you would vote me as "Worst Housewife Ever."
I am perfectly fine with that, but hear me out.
I've always felt a little guilty about not being a good "housewife" bc my mother has always been the best little housewife. But I have come to realize that that's not me. That's not my personality.
Frankly, in my opinion, I just don't have time to do all of this everyday. Life is too short to be constantly worrying about how clean my house is when I get home. Instead, I work out the days frustrations and try to stay in shape and actually spend time with him. We do everything together. We cook together. We watch all of the same shows. We spend countless, countless hours together watching our extremely strict and jam packed t.v. schedule. We watch sports together. We go out to eat. We workout. We travel on the weekends. You name it, we do it together. Except for ladies nights and yard work, of course! And I think that he would much rather me relax and spend time with him than be constantly cleaning. In fact, I know he would because every once in a while when I do clean at night, it makes him a nervous wreck and he tells me to get a glass of wine and SIT DOWN ha!
I do not stress about housework. If Kendol needs socks or underwear, I will get on the laundry immediately. Otherwise I usually do it all on Sunday afternoons.
If we have guests coming over (all the time), the house will be clean faster than you can say "Better hurry it up, woman!"
Some nights I feel like doing the dishes. Some nights I don't.
I do not stress about work. When I leave the office at 5, it never crosses my mind again until 8 a.m.
I try not to stress about anything like this. It's not what is important to me in life. What is important to me in life is spending every waking minute making the most of this life that I am blessed with.
Some say Kendol and I go and do too much. I say absolutely not. We are out making memories! And I would much rather make memoris than do laundry.
When I die, do you think for one second I will look back on my life and regret spending time with Kendol (and everyone else in my life) and wish that I had spent more of that time cleaning my house? Absolutely not.
So for all of you stressers out there, put on the biggest t-shirt and sweatpants you can find, grab a beer or a glass of wine, sit on your couch, prop your feet up, take a deep breath and watch some senseless t.v. I promise you'll feel better. Take some time for yourself. Forget the laundry. Forget the dishes. Enjoy life.
P.S. I sincerely apologize to the anonymous commenter that I offended. I would never EVER mean to offend anyone. I really wish I knew who you were so that I could apologize. Please send me an email.