I’m back to it. Trying to justify my days. Why do I do that? No one cares? May be it’s because hubby thinks I do nothing with my days?
It’s ingrained through the years. Doesn’t he realises if I do nothing then there would be no dinner? House in a mess? The kids running feral?
Yet still I’m still trying to justify it?
Millions of things to do. I’m hoping to take the under the house apart today to sort out.
Not sure if it’s a good idea though as can’t leave hubby unsupervised. I’ll come back and he’s cut corners or something .
Then the usual groceries and dinner. Still haven’t made up my mind what I want to eat. Feels like something soupy . May be seafood and vegies hot pot or something .