A lot of waiting for stuff, in lines, on the phone, for people who are incredibly sssllllooooowwww.
I got a new computer because mine crashed itself into complete uselessness.Ã‚Â But they forgot to include some CD that I need to get the whole thing going.Ã‚Â This infuriated me beyond words.
Well, I suppose I wasn’t beyond or above four-letter words, but the nice ones weren’t available for my consumption as I spent hours on the phone with “helpers.”
Then after church I went into the bakery to retrieve the bribe to pay off the kids for not embarrassing us and to get chicken salad sandwiches.
Well, this bakery is always packed and it’s a true miracle if you don’t have to wait longer than 15 minutes just to get to the counter.Ã‚Â
But even with that, I wasn’t prepared to get the trainee and her trainer to wait on me.Ã‚Â I was fuming as they fumbled through every element of sandwich making.Ã‚Â I never would have said yes to lettuce and tomato if I knew it involved taking the trainee into the back to show her were to get it, how to cut it and God knows what else they did to my food.Ã‚Â
I scrounged my mind for the person who I knew was somewhere in the world completely irritated with me, who is waiting for something from me…Ã‚Â I know there’s a lesson in all this.Ã‚Â But truthfully, right now, I’m not in the mood for lessons.
I make fun of my housewife skills all the time.Ã‚Â Partly because I don’t think I’m THAT bad at it.Ã‚Â But really, today I accepted I am bad at it.Ã‚Â I can’t keep up with the cycle of cleaning, washing, preparing food, cleaning it up, etc.Ã‚Â Just when I think it’s done, the next thing comes rolling back to do again.Ã‚Â And I always skip some item in the cycle because I can’t bear to do it again.Ã‚Â
I could keep up with it if it was all I did.Ã‚Â If I took great pride in saying come to home, eat off the floors, examine my drawers for clues to organizing the mess that’sÃ‚Â YOUR life.Ã‚Â And if that’s what floats your boat then great and count me in the crowd that’s completely jealous of your dedication.Ã‚Â
I want to do two things.Ã‚Â Take care of the kids and write.Ã‚Â Where the F is my freaking fairy Godmother?Ã‚Â Or just anyone bearing pail, scrubby things, and the desire to make someone else’s house neat as a pin.Ã‚Â Because I love a clean house, but I just can’t do it all.
I know.Ã‚Â I’m a grumpy housewife.