So I have taken to being a housewife like a fish in water (I hate that analogy, like white on rice? Stupid too…) I have gotten so much done around the house it’s amazing. I even started to paint some of the spots around the house that Brandon speckled and left. I made a dinner schedule so we knew what we were eating (which it rolls around to 630 in our house and that’s when we start thinking about making food). No laundry, no dishes, house is completely clean, and it’s great. It makes Brandon and my life so much less stressful. Brandon’s great but he’s not a “cleaner.” So I work 10 hours and am away for at least 12, so by the time I get home I’m exhausted. Then the house is a mess, and Brandon and I argue about it because he has so much more time at home than me. I also get almost zero time with Erik so it makes me even more annoyed that I have to spend the little amount of time at home cleaning. Anyway, me working isn’t a good thing for this family, in any way.
I really hope that it works out for Brandon and me to move, so pray for us, or send juju, or whatever it is you like to do for good wishes. We are extremely grateful for what we have, don’t get me wrong. I’m very lucky that I got to have a good job and got such a good career opportunity, but doing my job and having a family do not work well together. Brandon hates his job though, and so do I, and our child is being raised by his sitter. Life is really really stressful for us when we are both working, so I’m going to be hopeful that it will all change, soon.
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