Showing posts with label Housewife. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Housewife. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

First {Unofficial} Official Day

Today is my first official day of being a housewife. Technically I have been off since Monday, but with Mama Grace here it seemed like I was supposed to be staying home and laying by the pool with her, why it would be any other way?? I am still not sure if today would count as my official first day because we had to wake up at 6:20 AM to bring her to the airport. Waking up when it's still dark outside wasn't exactly on my my list of things to do as a housewife. Although I am amazed at how much longer my day is, how much more I get done, how much more energy I have and how much of the beautiful quiet morning I miss when I sleep in. Of course this has a completely different effect when I need to wake this early and work, in that case I am pretty much drained the entire day. For some reason it's a lot easier to get through the day knowing you have nothing to do but enjoy the day. Amazing how it works out at that.

Another reason I don't really count today is because I am lonely. I go through this every time (every time meaning the two times she has visited) Mama Grace visits. I finally adjust get used to stop complaining about deal with the fact that my family is far away and then she visits. I love having her around and we have so much fun, then she leaves and I am back to square one. The sad-lonely-I-hate-being-so-far-away-how-many-more-days-til-we-move-back square. Not sure
what adjective I would use to describe my mood when she leaves ...pathetic ...sappy ...childish ...silly. Probably all of those things and more combined. At least I realize how pathetic I can be, that's the first step, right? Is it bad that I get sad looking out the window because I see where we had dinner, I get sad when I open the fridge and see her Diet Coke, I get sad when it's super quiet in here, I get sad when I go to the pool and see where we spent our days, when I go to shower and I see her shampoo and her razor or when I get out of the shower and realize I can no longer use her Chi straightener and I am back to my cheap one that rips my hair out (tears may have been flowing after this realization). I know, I know, the way I am acting you would think she died or something hence why I realize this is a bit on the pathetic side. Last time she left I cried all day (don't know why I just admitted that...), whenever I saw something that reminded me of her visit my eyes would fill up and the tears would come, this time I notice things that remind me of her and it makes me sad, but no tears. If that's not growing up I don't know what is.

So my day isn't completely normal yet, I am adjusting to being back by myself today. Soon enough I will get back on track and into the swing of things. I could not be more thankful we have 54 more days until we move back close to family. Nothing is better than being home and knowing where you belong. I can't wait to have the best of both worlds--be close to family AND have my own place and life with Mr. B. Can. Not. Wait. But I have no choice, so I will wait.

Instead of wallowing in my boo-hoo-Mama-Grace-is-gone-what-will-I-do-with-myself attitude my day has consisted of:

A healthy dose of caramel, chocolate, and coconut for breakfast.

20 minutes of determination and horrible depth perception. This down comforter IS going to fit in there. I might not be able to put the lid on, and it might not be close to fitting in there, but it is in there, I am too lazy to find another place for it and it does fit....just not all the way.

40 minutes of deflating the air mattress, rolling it up, more depth perception problems, de-rolling, deflating extra air that was stubborn and not coming out, rolling again, more depth perception problems, de-rolling, rolling again, sweating, stuffing, determination, stuffing, finally got it, leaving it for Mr. B to do from now until...forever.
Today also doesn't count as my first because Mr. B is home early. He brought home a gorgeous bouquet of flowers (ridiculous that he feeds into this "depression" of mine? possibly. But all the more reason why he is perfect for ME), it's a b-e-a-u-tiful day outside, 80 and sunny with the perfect breeze. So I've got my sun block oil on, bathing suit on and ready to enjoy the day by the pool, without Mama Grace, but with my man. I guess it won't be that hard to enjoy this day.

Monday, March 1, 2010

MIGHTY Monday

On Friday I might have seen some dark clouds rolling in so I decided to head to carpool early to beat the rain.

I might have been 5 seconds too late.
There might have been a complete downpour. Cats and Dogs would be an understatement.

The baby and I might have been SOAKED.

5 minutes later (the time I usually leave), it might have looked like this.
I might be a genius.

I might be ecstatic that today is my last Monday working.

I might say "this is my last {insert day of the week}!!" every day this week.

I might be smiling because it's the last time I clean someone else's house and the last time I do their laundry.

I might also be super excited that my mom flies in tomorrow night.

It might have worked out perfectly that I now don't have to work her last few days here and when Mr. B has spring break.

It might still be windy and cold (50s-low 60s) in Florida and I feel bad for those here on vacation.

This might be what I get for saying I hated Fl and it was too hot. But that was 3 months ago and around Christmas time, give me a break. I take it back.

I might have thrown fits and complained when I was a little girl until I was 20 years old when my mom made us clean the whole house when company was coming over. I never understood why every nook and cranny needed to be cleaned.

I might have protested that it's just a lie to everyone, the house is never that clean and they will love us anyway regardless of the sticky-God-only-knows-what-that-is-and-how-long-that's-been-there spot in the fridge.

Mr. B and I might have spent the weekend cleaning our apartment for when family visits. This might have included my everyday cleaning like the pantry, the fridge, the bathroom cabinets, the shower liner and the closets.

Our apartment might always look that clean, but just in case we occasionally miss a spot, a good deep clean every once in a while might be a good idea.

I might be really bummed, I just found out I missed the new show The Marriage Ref last night. Looks like a funny show.

I might not be a fan of change. This morning when I went to watch Regis and Kelly (love beautiful baby week!) it was Fox News Good Day Tampa Bay. Umm...do they know that they are completely messing up my day and I might not know what to do with myself or how my day will go on? Regis and Kelly is now on at 10, which is the same time as Bonnie Hunt. It was hard enough adjusting to Ellen being on at 4 down here instead of in the morning like in NH. To switch this on me too is just too much.

I might be able to look past it though because it's my last Monday and that's all that matters!!!

Happy March and Happy Monday!! 5 more days til Friday!!

Special shout out to Mr. B's wonderful Aunt Tracy for being my 50th follower and taking care of my dislike for odd numbers :) Thank you!!

Friday, February 26, 2010

Housewife...here I come!

Let's go out and celebrate no more income for two months!! Oh wait..
we have no money.

Hand me the Wife of the Year award, please. I lost sacrificed my job a month early so that my husband has a mode of transportation. Call me a giver, call me a servant, Proverbs 31 woman, kind, amazing, whatever you please....

Although I was getting the vibe I should've been sad and heartbroken over the fact that I would no longer be making $6 an hour, spending 50 hours of my week with the kids, being a servant, doing their laundry, sweeping and vacuuming, doing their dishes and being taken advantage, I may have not been able to hide my smile when my employer told me that my last day would be March 6th instead of March 26th. Maybe there was a tear of joy. I hope it wasn't too obvious when I skipped my way out the door and into my car. I had good feelings about March, I knew it was going to fly by. But, wow I wasn't expecting it to go by this fast!

She had warned me that if there was an opening at the daycare they would need to take it, therefore ending my position sooner than I had requested. I was hopeful and it paid off. When I got home from work yesterday I had a huge smile on my face and gave Mr. B a big hug and million kisses.

"Let me guess, you're ending early."

Why he would make this assumption I have no idea. We are newlyweds and I greet him like that every day when I get home so it must have been a sixth sense type thing.

I honestly feel like a whole new person!! I love thinking about my life from March 6th at 6:01 PM on. Since my ideas and expectations typically go as planned (as seen in my previous post) I am really looking forward to:

  • Sleeping in
  • Reading by Bible
  • Always having a clean apartment
  • Watching all my shows (Regis and Kelly, Bonnie, The View, Oprah/Ellen- they are on at the same time which is a bummer, but I am happy that I will even have the opportunity to choose one or the other)
  • More time to write posts
  • More time to blog stalk
  • Always having a home cooked meal ready for Mr. B when he gets home
  • Completing 30 Day Shred (3rd and final attempt, if I just make it past Day 3 I will have improved and be satisfied. So important to set high standards for yourself, especially when it comes to working out)
  • Spending time at the bookstore reading baby books and gossip magazines
  • Spending time by the pool soaking up some sun
  • Feeling refreshed, beautiful and ready to serve my hubby when he gets home from school and work
I will keep you updated on this success.

It figures that when I finally decide to be content with where I am in my life it completely changes on me, but I am so thankful it has changed for the better. Seriously, God, all this time I just had to be content?? I will continue to be content (an extremely hard quality to possess when things go your way, it's a good thing I am willing to put my selfish ways aside and press on) through this situation and follow where God leads us as we figure out what we will be doing after Mr. B's graduation.

After reading one of MckMamas blogs on how they had to be really tight with their money, I was thinking to myself that Mr. B and I really should start doing that too. Of course, I would never want to mention this to him because he would take it. run with it. never let me take it back. and make sure we spend no money. ever. So instead of making the decision to live like that, we are faced with no choice but to do live like that. Most likely a punishment for not mentioning it to him. Communication is key in marriage. Really. I knew it was what we should've been doing, but couldn't get myself to actually do it. One of those moments you look back and wonder now that you have it, why did I want that??? So as shocking as it may be, I am not looking forward to actually having no money.

Reality is, since we have been married we have had no money. But why kid yourself and live like you have no money when you actually do have money in the bank?? I realize this is an excellent point, and I may not need Suzie Orman's help after all, but rather she might need me. In saying that, now that I am out of work, pretty much a whole month earlier than expected, we really don't have money. The joke is over in this smelly life. So these next two months (maybe even more) will certainly be an adventure for us.

Of course I will still be the coupon clipping, bargain hunting woman that I am, but there will be no room for any extras (thank the Lord I bought all that chicken last week!). Through this "adventure" I can't promise there won't be any vent sessions about how I am tired of Ramen noodles and soup for dinner every other night, how I am back to using Suave shampoo that gives me dry, nasty hair for 99 cents, or how my blow dryer doesn't work anymore and I am hoping it miraculously comes back to life because I can't buy a new one now (it decided to die on me last night-thank you blow dryer, I hope you don't R.I.P, but R.F.D, Rise From The Dead, I made that up and realized I forgot the "t" for "the"... anyways point being: it better be a taking a rest!!) or how I won't be able to buy things I don't need because they are on clearance and the deal is too good to be pass up, or how we can no longer go to Chick-fil-a on Tuesday nights, or how I won't be able to satisfy my need for take-out. Yeah, this might be a long two months after all, but I look at my "look forward to list" (and of course that the Lord will provide and take care of us, but that's a given) and it makes all my "not looking forward to list" run like the wind. Soothing me, like a pacifier to a baby. When I was in a writing class in college I remember having to write papers where I had to compare the situation to something else in order to give the reader a visualization, so you're welcome and I hope you appreciated that analogy.

To add some more sunshine to this adventure:
  • My mom is visiting next week= free meals
  • Mr. B's parents are visiting two weeks after that = free meals
  • We go home for 5 days for Easter= free meals
  • We visit my grandparents for the weekend = free meals
  • Family comes down for Mr. B's graduation= free meals
So I think it's safe to say WE WILL SURVIVE and I dread the day we are too old to get free meals out of family visits.

In the meantime, I could not be more excited to say..... housewife... here I come!!!!