I forgot that when I worked before my house was A.L.W.A.Y.S. a disaster. Now, I remember.
I forgot that when I worked before dinner was an afterthought. Whatever was quick and easy was on the menu. Cereal, anyone?
I forgot that when I worked before laundry was washed, dried, and folded on an as needed basis. Putting away laundry was hardly ever done. Today, Scott picked thru a pile in our bedroom to find a matching pair of socks. What? They were clean! I'm pretty sure they were anyway.
I forgot that when I worked before I forgot lots of little things. Today, too late, I remembered that Henry should have had ice cream money for school. I forgot. My family binder/calendar is more jumbled than I care to admit.
Working has been an incredible blessing for my family. Scott's work is never guaranteed, so my little added income has been great for us. I like my work. I am good at what I do. The people who employ me show me Godly examples of marriage and parenting. They make me smile and challenge me on a daily basis.
Working has eliminated financial stress for Scott. He feels so much better knowing that the sole burden of meeting our needs does not fall on his shoulders. I like that too. He is a happier person. He has this great smile that I have seen more lately. Soon, his path will change. We are patient for God's will.
I am home when my kids are home. Really, I have a wonderful schedule. I get to have a floating off day that I use for necessary field trips, meetings, or appointments. I am volunteering in Abigail's classroom for a few weeks, so my schedule allows for me to do that as well. It's honestly a true blessing.
However, my home has a tendency to suffer because of my poor planning and excellent procrastination. We have clean clothes, we eat decent meals, and I do vacuum on occasion. It could be better, but for this season in my life, I am taking it in stride.
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I've always said that I don't know how working moms do it. I'm home all day and it's STILL tough. You are an inspiration!!!
Oh, I remember those days of working and nothing getting done...wait...that was yesterday! heh heh...I crack myself up.
Taking it in stride is the best way, dearie. Any other way and you'll end up sitting in a corner rocking back and forth smoothing your hair across your forehead saying something like, "Iss okay...iss okay...is okay..." : )
I'm intimidated sometimes by other moms I know. They have immaculate homes and schedule scrapbooking dates and book club nights. What?!?! If I have a free second it is not to scrapbook or read... it's to go to the bathroom.
But I've realized happiness isn't always a clean house. Sometimes the dirty dishes in the sink and the overflowing laundry basket are the best reminders of the people in my life I get to love and care for.
I didn't know you're working!
I only work 11 hours a week & my house (when I had one) was a complete wreck. Not only am I a procrastinator, I am SO not a multitasker & it is very hard to switch gears from Work Brandi to House Manager Brandi.
I am sure you are doing a fine job!
unfortunately, most days my house looks like I'm working.... no excuses for me though!
glad that you have found the extra work to help your family - praise God for that!
... happened upon your blog today & enjoyed my brief stay here so just thought I'd say hello & let you know.
I'm not working outside the home but I have in the past ... seems juggling priorities is a continual challenge either way. The challenges are different - but nonetheless continual :)
Fay Weldon wrote, "The tidier the house, the angrier the woman in it" -- I'd also add the kids and the man, because if you're spending all your time cleaning, what time is there for being with that man you love and those children you brought into the world. Don't sweat it. Enjoy!
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