This week I did not tell the washer repairman that I do a load of laundry every single day and that I am now 6 days/loads behind. After all, I would admit that I NEED to do one load of laundry per day but that I usually don’t and end up putting it off until the weekend and spend all weekend long doing laundry.
This week I did not resort to promising Bug to take pictures of her while she was at gymnastics so she would be happier about going. Not me – I would never stoop to appealing to my young child’s ego to get her to do what I want.
When my mother called me this week to offer the use of her washer AND dinner on Friday night, I was not more excited about someone else cooking dinner for me than being able to have clean clothes. After all, I am very concerned about personal hygiene.
After finding out that my mom folded the last two loads of laundry I left at her house, I did not wish I had left the other two loads there for her to fold also.
I did not sit in church on Sunday and wonder if anyone makes heated pew seats for days below 40 degrees.
I did NOT hear Bean say this when she was asked how her day at school was:
“Well, I kinda had a nervous breakdown”.
Get in line Sister! If anyone gets to have a nervous breakdown in this house, I call dibbs!!!!!