I purposely haven’t written a blog in quite a while. For the last few weeks, we have been furiously packing, cleaning, organizing–you name it–in order to get our house ready to put on the market. Every spare minute I had I devoted to this house, and I’m exhausted. I have a blog brewing in my mind to share at another time uncovering all that I discovered during this process, but for now, I’m going to write a short blog about why I had doubts this week about my ability to keep up the appearance of a neat and tidy home. For the past week, every day displayed one of my shortcomings. If I struggle in normal life, what will the next few months look like while our house is up for sale?! I shudder to imagine!
When I grabbed Caleb’s laundry hamper to wash his clothes, he asked, “Why are you taking my basket now? It’s not full to the top!” DOMESTIC FAILURE!
While helping Matt sort through papers in the garage, I noticed a stack of papers from my second period Language Arts class that I still hadn’t graded. The last time I taught a class of students was two years ago. TEACHING FAILURE/ORGANIZATIONAL FAILURE!
The other night, I began making dinner as I do every night. Matt and I had chosen a recipe from a magazine earlier in the week. As I was rolling up these fancy flatbread sandwiches, I kept thinking to myself that they seemed different than I imagined. After dinner, Matt pointed out that I made a completely different dish than the one we picked out–somehow I didn’t notice that roll-up sandwiches and quesadillas are not the same thing. MENTAL FAILURE!
While making dinner another night than the above mentioned dinner, I heard my two-year-old encouraging my nine-month-old, “You can do it, Chloe! Keep climbing up the stairs!” She was one step from the top when I got her. PARENTING FAILURE!
While making this same dinner, I discovered my two-year-old sneaking into the refrigerator and downing a bottle of raspberry pecan salad dressing. PARENTING FAILURE/DIETARY FAILURE!
This darned dinner that I was making had a total preparation and cooking time of about thirty minutes. I finished in two hours. TIME MANAGEMENT FAILURE!
Oh, well. If I were perfect, I wouldn’t have any topics for my blog, I guess….