Why is it I take my day off to "catch up" on housework? Seriously, what is it that compels me to do that extra load of laundry when I would much rather be doing anything but? OK, OK, OK, so it's fear that motivates me...I do NOT want to have to go to work commando tomorrow. But really...how important IS underwear anyway?
As I was loading the dishwasher this morning, the laundry already loaded and humming along, I caught sight of Sam in the living room, happily munching on his pretzels while he quietly watched me bustling about. Suddenly it hit me, "I don't even WANT to do this stuff. Why am I not doing something with Sam? Why are we not taking a nap all snuggled up together?"
So I made a resolution for today. Today, only half the laundry is going to get done...and Sam and I are going to watch some Thomas the Tank Engine and then take a nap. I hope everyone does something they WANT to do today.