So, my mom lives in a trailer park. Well, not really really a trailer park, an RV park. Apparently it's a fancy one where you can have weddings and shit. And you know what? I think she is doing it right. I mean, she may have had to get rid of all but 3 pairs of panties, a shirt and a skort (yes, she does still wear those), but she's doing it RIGHT for her and her hubby. This whole tiny house movement, and less is more thing is AMAZING for those who can do it. Right? I think it is absolutely fantastic that she and her husband have a 300 square foot place with a love seat that folds out into a bed (remember, I'm from Arkansas). If we had a 300 square foot place for our bunch, someone would be rushed to the hospital within a matter of seconds, and by someone, I mean probably my husband. He gets a little mouthy, and I just need some friggin' space sometimes.
I wish I could be one of those people who gets rid of of all their clothes except 7 outfits and 2 pair of shoes, but then what the hell would I do on those days that I have a cupcake (okay 3 cupcakes), or I'm bloated and I need my fat pants and the men's XXL Duke sweatshirt that we keep in the closet?
I'm a working mom, and when I pick up the little ones on Fridays and we go get floats, or freezes (slushies), we get home and I'm like, "Okay kiddos, you enjoy those, I'll be back." and you know what I do? I got to my bedroom, I close the door, change into something comfy, sometimes I hide in my closet and cry for a minute, I pluck my eyebrows, take off my makeup, or touch up my makeup, hell, sometimes I do all of that! I MISS my kids, all day every day while they are at school, and especially while they are at their dad's house. But I need a minute, I need some space. After leaving work and picking up kids, running errands and the like, I just need a minute to myself, to decompress, and get into full on Mommy Mode. Frankly, I think that is okay, I think it is fine and dandy and right and good for us to know ourselves and what we need in order to be the best mommy, wife, girlfriend, *insert applicable term here*. I think it is fine to want something other than a tiny house, or a mansion for that matter. If you have your family's best interest as motivation, then you're probably going to be doing the right thing.
I know I owe you the end of my birth story, and I'll get there. I have so much to say, and I just am not yet in that place to go there right now. My rantings and paragraphs and cheesy jokes are really all just for me, but I'm uber excited that someone else may read, or even *gasp* enjoy my stuff! Just a little PSA for those of you who don't know me personally, I am a sarcastic, mouthy, witty (at least I think so) lady. I know I'm not everyone's cup of tea, as they say, but I am way more exciting than that for those who are part of my life.
I love finding new blogs and read about what other people care to share. It is rare that I come across something that I agree with every post on, okay, it hasn't happened yet, but sometimes I'm reading an article and a sentence jumps out to me. And in that moment of that day, I needed it. Whether it is an encouragement of being a mom, or a hilarious story about a badly behaved toddler. That is my motivation. If in one moment of one day, something is exactly what one of my readers needed, then I have succeeded as a writer.
I also love my husband dearly, as well as my mom and I wouldn't know what to do without either of them.
I wish I could be one of those people who gets rid of of all their clothes except 7 outfits and 2 pair of shoes, but then what the hell would I do on those days that I have a cupcake (okay 3 cupcakes), or I'm bloated and I need my fat pants and the men's XXL Duke sweatshirt that we keep in the closet?
I'm a working mom, and when I pick up the little ones on Fridays and we go get floats, or freezes (slushies), we get home and I'm like, "Okay kiddos, you enjoy those, I'll be back." and you know what I do? I got to my bedroom, I close the door, change into something comfy, sometimes I hide in my closet and cry for a minute, I pluck my eyebrows, take off my makeup, or touch up my makeup, hell, sometimes I do all of that! I MISS my kids, all day every day while they are at school, and especially while they are at their dad's house. But I need a minute, I need some space. After leaving work and picking up kids, running errands and the like, I just need a minute to myself, to decompress, and get into full on Mommy Mode. Frankly, I think that is okay, I think it is fine and dandy and right and good for us to know ourselves and what we need in order to be the best mommy, wife, girlfriend, *insert applicable term here*. I think it is fine to want something other than a tiny house, or a mansion for that matter. If you have your family's best interest as motivation, then you're probably going to be doing the right thing.
I know I owe you the end of my birth story, and I'll get there. I have so much to say, and I just am not yet in that place to go there right now. My rantings and paragraphs and cheesy jokes are really all just for me, but I'm uber excited that someone else may read, or even *gasp* enjoy my stuff! Just a little PSA for those of you who don't know me personally, I am a sarcastic, mouthy, witty (at least I think so) lady. I know I'm not everyone's cup of tea, as they say, but I am way more exciting than that for those who are part of my life.
I love finding new blogs and read about what other people care to share. It is rare that I come across something that I agree with every post on, okay, it hasn't happened yet, but sometimes I'm reading an article and a sentence jumps out to me. And in that moment of that day, I needed it. Whether it is an encouragement of being a mom, or a hilarious story about a badly behaved toddler. That is my motivation. If in one moment of one day, something is exactly what one of my readers needed, then I have succeeded as a writer.
I also love my husband dearly, as well as my mom and I wouldn't know what to do without either of them.
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