Once the euphoria of New Year’s Day wears off, January is a bear of a month. It’s cold, it’s still dark at 7 AM, there are no fun holidays, and it’s l-o-n-g. 31 days, my booty. There’s some tricky LOST-esque time warpage going on in January that creates at least 58 days between New Year’s Optimism Day and February 1.
So far this month, I have:
- ordered software so that I can upload videos from our Sony camera onto our home computer. I uploaded about half of last year’s videos onto my desktop and am trying to figure out what to do with them now.
- deep cleaned the kitchen trashcan with a scrub brush and dish soap in the back yard.
- kept Abby from killing herself by walking off of precipices, running into the street, or jumping from a moving wagon, among the many creative dangerous activities she has attempted lately.
- survived two of the three overnight trips Stephen has scheduled in January. (I’m not giving exact numbers because I feel like he’s been away A LOT and I know my army wife friends will tell me I have no leg to stand on.)
- survived Abby’s first night of vomiting. Of course this was one of the nights Stephen was out of town.
- taken down Christmas decorations.
- cleaned my bathroom…TWICE!
- followed my grocery shopping/meal plan for two weeks.
- read the giant book I got for Christmas (this would explain the lack of any other productivity in the first week of January).
- mailed one handwritten letter (my other two are in progress!).
- washed dishes and cleaned the kitchen after every breakfast, lunch, and dinner, except when Stephen did it, or when we ate out.
Honestly? In my secret thoughts I believe that I deserve a medal for all of this: all these normal, someone’s-gotta-do-it chores that come with the territory of being a wife and a mom. I even have all day, every day at home, which is more than many hardworking moms can say!
So when in the midst of a pity party, I meet people who actually do have hard lives, I feel small. At times like these when I get cranky about my little life, I know that I need some perspective. And some sunshine.