I did this weird thing a couple weeks ago…tell me if you’ve heard of it.
It’s called: “Cleaned the house.” It was crazy. I did it, by myself, unprovoked…it took me hours….and when I was done I had this weird sensation come over me. Pride perhaps? Satisfaction maybe? ::shrug:: I dunno but It was the wildest thing. I plead temporary insanity because I then called and cancelled our cleaning service. Not sure how wise a move that was….but she only came every 3rd week anyway…I can handle it without her….right? *crickets*
But then last week…I did it again. I wonder what’ll happen this week? next week? How long will this mania last? I’m sure John thinks that I’ve been switched out with a “real” wife clone that looks just like his old one, but acts all crazy doing wifely things like cleaning and cooking.
Oh yeah…the cooking. I’ve been doing that a little too. And that’s John’s job! I’ve always been a weekend cook. No, that’s a lie. I’m a sometimes on the weekends when I bloody well feel like it cook. But I’ve been on a cooking kick these days…and I’m always on the recipe websites and blogs collecting ideas
when I should be working…I think I need some cookbooks. (Ideas anyone?)
I am on again off again with my relationship with the kitchen. While I’m on again I figure I should capitalize and learn some new recipes to have in my holster. John blew me away with a thought, he said “when we have kids you’re going to have to cook every night” and although I wanted to beat him up for throwing that at me, I realized it’s true. Dammit it’s true! He’ll be at school or the hospital for the next…. I dunno…. 9 freaking years…and Baby H and Baby H 2 (yes I’m already planning for both of them) can’t starve, can they? They’re gunna be bringing their hungry butts to me for help. *GULP* Jeez. Maybe I can be like that crazy Brit lady and breastfeed them ’til they’re 13 or something so I won’t have to cook. kidding!…sorta.
Now I’m kinda hoping my “real” wife mania lasts forever. I don’t think I’ll ever be a domestic diva, but at least my children wont starve or be lost under piles of rubble in our home! YAY!!
Are you a domestic diva? Or a faux domestic like I’m turning into? Do you have any good cookbooks to recommend? Any organizing or housekeeping tips for me?