Why is it, when you have two kids, a husband, a dog, a job (albeit part-time), and a house to take care of, does it still not feel acceptable to sit down when you have the chance and just RELAX. Why do you (or should I say, I) feel like I always have to be doing something. Even when I do sit on my butt, I feel guilty. I should be doing SOMETHING.
So yesterday, although I had a horrible headache and was so tired...the kind of tired you are when every step feels like an effort, I decided I really should be productive. There were dishes and laundry and endless other little tasks to be done.
I did the dishes first; loaded and unloaded the dishwasher, and then headed upstairs to put the laundry in. We had just gotten a new laundry detergent...one of those high efficiency formulas that apparently you must use when you have a high efficiency machine. I personally feel like this must be crap and a marketing ploy to make people spend more money, but the sales person who sold us the machine did his due diligence and sufficiently scared me enough to believe I would ruin my new machine if I did not use the specified detergent. Anyways, as this was a new kind of the detergent, I was not sure how much to use. Jonathan hand placed the new detergent (which is in a large BJ's style container) on the shelf about the washer and dryer. I filled the cup part way with detergent and as I was trying to turn the container around, to see how much more to add, the container came flying off the shelf, and dumped what was already in the cup and then some, over my head. I was covered in laundry detergent. It looked as if I had been slimmed with laundry detergent.
I wish I had thought to take a picture but really who needs evidence of such a mishap.
There was nothing I could do except head straight for the shower where I proceeded to rise off all the detergent. I have no idea what this stuff could do to you skin and hair - I mean it is high efficiency shit.
After getting dressed, I went back to wipe up the walls and floor in the laundry room which were doused in detergent. And then did what I should have done in the first place. I poured myself a glass of wine and read a magazine on the deck.
I used to be so good and doing nothing - before I had kids. I hope when my kids are grown that comes back to me. It's a skill I never fully appreciated.