Saturday, September 04, 2010
Seminary, year 2, week 1, day 6
GOD HELP ME WITH MY SEMINARY WIDOW.
I can't do anything but go to work and go to school and do homework.
She can't do anything hardly, in keeping the house.
I don't care, and can revert to bachelorhood thinking.
She does care.
I barely had time to do my own laundry, keep the dishes washed, the litter box cleaned and the cats and dog fed. Now I don't have time to iron my shirts for work, hardly.
WE NEED HELP WITH DOMESTIC LIFE. She doesn't see it! GOD, OPEN HER EYES.
--ER
I can't do anything but go to work and go to school and do homework.
She can't do anything hardly, in keeping the house.
I don't care, and can revert to bachelorhood thinking.
She does care.
I barely had time to do my own laundry, keep the dishes washed, the litter box cleaned and the cats and dog fed. Now I don't have time to iron my shirts for work, hardly.
WE NEED HELP WITH DOMESTIC LIFE. She doesn't see it! GOD, OPEN HER EYES.
--ER
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I remember those days. It's a good reminder I DONT want to go back.
Good luck with it though!! May your household chores get done despite seminary!
Good luck with it though!! May your household chores get done despite seminary!
Lots of caffeine. Sleep is for the woos. Fatigue is a trick of the devil. Girde up you loins with Red Bull in the morning.
The irony, of course, is that it was my own eyes that were opened. I was made at the house; she sees the house as an extension of herself in a way I struggled to see; so by mistreating the house, I was mistreating her. Trying not to do that now.
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