Just so you know....we lost my son at the train show yesterday. This was in one of those huge "centers" downtown that hosts a bajillion events at one time, because they are so huge. And, also, just so you know, there are a lot of scary old men that attend train shows and I was afraid one of them might have absconded with my son. Luckily, my husband found him riding the escalators. He had no idea he was even lost, giving his mother a heart attack. That's the last time we go to a train show.
Just so you know, once you decide that you don't like to do something, the guilt just flies away. This is a great tool to lead to a guilt-free life. I finally admitted to myself that I don't like to cook. I like to watch people cook....I like to eat what others cook...but I hate cooking. I'm not good at it. I lack the patience for it. And I HATE cleaning up the mess. That's why when we're invited to pot-lucks or something, my husband makes the food. That's why, for Thanksgiving, my husband is making all the fancy pies and I'm opening a can of green beans and heating them up in the microwave and calling it good. And that's why I have no more guilt over not being able to or enjoying cooking. I have come to terms with this. And I'm feeling fine.
Also, just so you know, my husband has also cleaned up the kitchen and vacuumed the whole house today. I know I should feel grateful, but in my head all I can think is, "why is he doing this, does he not think I do a good enough job?" Let's not dwell on the fact that I haven't cleaned up in a few days because I'm "saving it for later." Again, I finally thought, "hey...this is a good thing. Let the guilt go! Enjoy this time when you don't have to clean up."
Besides, I can always save it for another day.
Kinda makes me feel like this:
That's how I roll.