Do you ever feel that way? That you could go out and do wonderful and fun and healthy things... but in the end you elect to stay home and cultivate your couch-potato-ness? I hate it, but part of is just the plain facts of my life. Andrew and I both work. Willow is in elementary school now. By the time I get off work, pick up Willow and get home, I need to get dinner ready as soon as possible so that she has eaten and we can do some homework before she has to go to bed. And when she does get to bed, all I want to do is curl up on the sofa and read or knit. My house is cluttered - I live in fear of someone saying they are stopping by and will be there in fifteen minutes.
I know it isn't healthy. I have a stressful job, and of late it has become even more so. I need an outlet for this or else I am going to explode. I feel like I am reaching a point where my stress is boiling over into other areas of my life and it isn't fair to anyone involved.
I went to a water aerobics class after dinner tonight. And I feel good. I am sure my thighs are going to be mighty sore tomorrow, but for now I feel good.
(And I still had time to sit on the sofa and knit and watch 'Chuck' - you gotta love DVRs!)
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I feel like that alot. I'd love to say it's because I'm pg, but then I realise that I was like this before (Little Miss Couch Potato), I just have even less energy now.
One day at a time. My uncluttered house is only due to the fact that I have to make a conscious effort to get up during the commercials and do something. In fact, it's amazing what you can get accomplished in 2 minutes!!
you come by the cluttered house honestly.....
Love & Hugs
I hear you hon!!! I'm just thankful Chunky's teachers save up all the week's homework and give it to him on Friday. Yeah he's got like 20 pages to do in a weekend, but it's better than having to find time at night to do it!
If you do ten minutes in the morning of tidying and ten minutes at night, then you will feel better. I try to do it, and sometimes only once a day. But the clutter of the house definitely makes me feel out of control and overwhelmed. The kitchen is the worse because everything accumulates on the counter. There's a broken DVD player sitting on there now. Why? Because I'm too lazy to move it...:)
Great job getting your exercise in. I always love it once I go, but its so hard to actually go. Funny how that works.
Oh honey, I feel the same way and I don't even have kids! If the doorbell rang, I'd dive bomb spreadeagle on the floor to avoid detection!
I dont think there is anyone who cant relate about the houework thing. Flylady.com has some interesting hints.
I just had an argument with hubs about this very subject last night. Growing up in a home with a stay-at-home mom who kept a perfectly clean house has set me up for failure in that department. I feel like I have to take care of the household, but I work and never seem to have the energy to do it all. I'm in for a world of hurt when we eventually have kids.
Good for you! I'm a couch lump myself much too often! Good for you for getting up and getting moving.
My cluttered house drives me crazy...let me tell you what is on my living room floor at this moment that I haven't bothered to pick up... blankets set up for a doll's bed, wrapping paper, playmat with various baby toys, pillow, entire dollhouse with playmobile covering quite a few square feet of my already cramped living room, bike, exersauser, swing, books, baby wipes, ambulance, cards, plastic ikea bag.. Now it is dark and I can barely see the mess so I feel better plus everyone is sleeping..so I feel better... But in the daylight my kitchen is bread crumbs and snap peas and parmesan cheese on the floor, on my feet which drives me crazy... and upstairs is too much laundry, never ending and too many books and papers and to do lists that never get done... And you know..I have no excuse such as work as I am a stay at home mom at the moment... but I did force myself to go for a jog up the creek today but I feel quilty that I didn't stay home and clean and organize my house.. Maybe tomorrow....
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