The past 6 months, I have been doing a lot more reading than writing and I have been feeling a little down. It seems as if 98% of the blogs I read depict a perfect woman with her perfect husband and kids, a spotless house, and all the time and money in the world. I know this probably is not the case, but I just don't have that. I would like to:
- always have dinner ready and delicious.
- have a clean house
- always say the right thing
- be able to go to the gym and have a rockin' bod
- always look "put together"
Instead, I am the wife that:
- has undercooked or burnt food, 60% of the time
- usually gives out PBJ or turkey sandwiches for meals
- lacks in the clean house department
- will only sometimes get dishes done
- leaves dirty clothes piled on the floor for days
- keeps clean clothes in the dryer
- over-reacts to most things, especially anything having to do with FIL
- cries over spilled milk, or more specifically, spilled tomato soup
- freaks out when I feel neglected
- lets something build and build until I burst... last weekend, for example.
- goes to the gym to tan and hang out in the hot tub
- is normally found in sweats or jeans/tee shirt combo
- sometimes misses showers
- doesn't always brush her hair
I know I am not perfect, or have the fairytale life that I read about. I don't even share a house with my own family (just C & I). I am continuously striving to be like the people I read about but for right now, it is not in the cards for me. And anyway, what's the fun in being perfect?
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