I Could Be A Contender

Yeah, that's right...a contender...of the homemaking kind.

I realized today - after being off work for the past week and finally having the time to clean the fridge, polish the floor and organize a couple a closets that I'd be  quite an acceptable homemaker if only I didn't have to work for a living!

What a revelation.  Now what to do with it?

Some say that useless information is well, useless and other will argue that no matter how random, some day all useless information comes in handy.   Does  MacGyver ring a bell? I mean he had to know that a zipper pull connected to a toothpick dipped in lemon juice found in the imported bricks that made up the igloo he was trapped in at the South Pole would stop an atomic bomb from detonating in Peoria.  Now admit it...that would seem to be useless info if you're sitting around sipping a jazmopolitan at a pool party in LA, but for Richard Dean it was a life saver!

My point?  Well, knowing what a great homemaker and stay-at-home mom I'd be when I have no choice but to work is right up there with useless info.  I mean, I can give myself a pat on the back cuz I can clean out the fridge better than my last six housekeepers put together, but that's not going to put me on easy street with a fast track to the sofa and  a box of bonbons...(well I have to have something to do in my nice tidy, organized home while the kids' in school, don't I?)

Although I suppose I can daydream  about this wouldbecouldbeshouldbe lifestyle after I'm back on the commute train throwing a pity party for myself this time next week when the gild, as they say, is off the lily.

Oh the impending doom...speak now or forever hold your peace.


Maybe I'll take what appears to be useless info and use it to uplift my spirit.  Know that if 'only things were different' they wouldn't  be what they are.    So that next week when I totter back to work and by Tuesday am resorting to take out for dinner while the wash stacks up, calling my 13 year old son, 'sweety pea'  -  because I'm too tired to remember his real name,  slide by the dining table which has ceased to offer a place to sit and enjoy a meal because it's piled high with the mail left unopened, jump into the the never ending unmade bed and glimpse the garden as I pull out of the driveway at 6am that is begging to be watered...that aside from all of that..I'm an awesome homemaker and some day willing stay-at-home mom.

Oh, I'm smiling already!


  1. Oh yes, the things we could do if we didn't have to work.... but somehow I think I'd be spending all my time blogging :-)

    Happy 2010.

  2. I was lamenting the whole going back to work thing today. I love my job, and I've been off seven weeks for shoulder surgery. By the time I return to work, eight will have gone by.

    I really can't wait to get back, but things will once again change... the laundry will pile up, dirty dishes likewise, and I'll be tired from working a split shift and still recuperating from the most painful thing I've ever gone through.

    I'd say more but I have this sudden urge for a nap.

  3. Aw, Ami, Please feel better. There's nothing worse then having to go back to work not fully re-cuped. I'll keep a good thought for you. Maybe a good NY resolution for both of us is to not care about the house chores! : )