Laundry and Dishes and Sick Kids.. Oh my!

I know it goes with the job title of "Domestic Goddess" that I clean, and cook, play nurse, all that, but there is also the word goddess in there, right? Where are the bon-bons(not that I want any, but that's not the point)?

Where is the long, luxurious bubble bath? I do get a bath but usually it's me trying to take a bath while kids keep knocking on the door. Or Madeline coming in asking questions, or giving permission to use some of their bath toys and then throwing them in.

Where's my goddess crown?

So here's a few short(or maybe long, depending on how much is really buried deep down) letters to express my feelings....

Dear Laundry,

Where in the H-E double hockey sticks are you coming from? I mean really...everytime I turn around there you are piled in the hamper. I know I just washed two loads of your friends yesterday. OK, I might not of folded and put away your friends, but I definitely know they got clean and dry. I don't like you laundry! I don't mind putting you in the washer, then the dryer, but could you help me out a little...could you just magically fold yourself & then put yourself away? That would be great. And please, please quit reproducing! I feel like I could channel Bob Barker, "Please have your clothes spayed & neutered."

Sincerely, The Lady of the House

Dear Dishes,

I pretty much have the same thing to say to you as I did Laundry. I'm tired of washing you. If I wasn't trying hard to be more earth friendly(see yesterday's post) I would just buy paper plates. I don't have a lovely dishwasher where I could put you then turn a knob and Wha-la!....you're clean. I have to wash each and every one of you. So have a little talk with the laundry, come up with a plan to help me out. I know you guys can do it!

Thanks!

Dear sick kids,

I love you. I know you don't feel well. I wish I could make it all go away. But please quit being Mr. & Mrs. Crankypants with me. I'm trying to keep my cool, I really am. Just because you are sick doesn't mean I'm your maid. You are not THAT sick that you can't get up and put your stuff away. I will cuddle you. I will take care of you. But if you are feeling well enough to get toys out and play with them, you can surely put them away.

Love, Your mommy

P.S. I'm on to you. I know you are in cahoots with the dishes & the laundry. You can't fool me.

Now don't get me wrong. I love my life and everything in it, but like everyone I need to vent. And I feel this is the best place for it. Why not jot down my thoughts & feelings here? I can do it in a comical way and not take out my frustrations on my dishes/ laundry. Now I'm off to go find my crown. Maybe it's under that pile of clothes that have yet to be folded. ;-)

My new favorite thing

I just got these in the mail. They are called snackTAXIs. They are to take the place of plastic sandwich/snack bags. Gavin's school is having a campaign called "Goodwin goes green" and they are really promoting recycling & reusing. Gavin came home one day with a sandwich bag like this. The Goodwin goes green committee got together and made each kid a reusable sandwich bag. I loved the idea. I thought, "I would love to have these in snack sizes." Now, my sewing skills are...well...not that great or I would make some myself. The green committee has asked for volunteers to help on Saturday to help make 100 more sandwich bags. I'm going to help, I told them I could cut fabric, but my sewing skills, well, you know. LOL

This is just another step I'm taking to reduce waste. I've already tried to do away with plastic grocery bags. Although we do get some to use as bathroom trash liners(again, reusing). And we use florescent lightbulbs. Baby steps, but we are doing it!