We had a real estate agent come over yesterday... which I wasn't informed of before she showed up. The house was in utter chaos. Cereal and dishes were strewn across my kitchen counters. Bits of paper and whatnot were pointedly not vacuumed on my carpet. Remewin even had the audacity to have a phenomenally stinky diaper at just the right moment. Oh, and did I mention I was unbathed and in my pajamas (sans bra) at the time--which was 1PM.
It was a mortifying experience that I imagine some people will think was my own just reward for not getting ready. These are the people who don't stay at home with kids, yet love to have opinions about what should occur during those obscure mothering hours of day.
Yes, well... I suppose it's time to admit it.
I watch soap operas and eat bon-bons all day long. It's the real reason I've gained 50 pounds since having Remewin.
Except, I'm a generation late... now it's computers. Right-- I surf the internet and eat Oreo's all day.
I mean, really, what stay-at-homer actually does chores?
Who are we fooling, with our excuses of 'the kids JUST dumped that out,' or 'I swear I've cleaned 4 times already?' They all know it's an act.
Maybe we should start a Mother's Anonymous group. We could sit around and talk about what we truly do with our days.
"Hi, my names Cannwin and I sit on my @#% all day long. That's why it's so big."
Ooh, was that a little vent? Did I just vent?