It's Mother's Day?
May 11, 2003

Today was a weird day for one that is supposed to honor mother's like myself. I got to sleep in, but I was also up through the tornado watch just in case the night before. After the watch expired though, I had just moved Michael from downstairs in the basement with me while I was doing laundry, to the first floor. We caught the beginning of Back to the Future and neither one of us could sleep until we finished watching it (which I thought was pretty odd for a 19 mos old to be so involved in a non-kid movie that they can't drop off to sleep). We weren't in bed until 4am lol, so he lost 3 hours of sleep last night.

~Anyhow~That's why I got to sleep in--but the weird thing is that I didn't feel like it was mother's day. On my birthday and things like that, I expect to be spoiled and yada yada. I woke up, went downstairs and cooked pancakes for everyone. Doesn't sound like to big a feat? Well, keep in mind that cooking food here usually entails enough prepared for at least 6 people. The fiancé didn't want food, he wanted sleep (worked 3rd shift the night before), but the male roommate wanted 4 pancakes, I wanted only 1, and each of the kids had a full pancake a piece (for a total of 9 pancakes I had to cook to have enough to go around). But it didn't stop there. There wasn't really too much pancake mix left in the box, so I finished it up with another 7 pancakes!! Isn't someone else supposed to cook breakfast for the mother on mother's day? lol. No, but the weird part is that I wanted to do it.

Recently, laundry has piled up badly in the house, and the summer/spring vs. winter/fall clothes needed resituated (summer/spring was hanging downstairs in the basement, fall/winter upstairs in the bedroom closet--I only needed to switch them.). I did 5 loads of laundry (washed and dried), resituated the clothes, cleaned up a bunch of stuff I can't recall, played PSone for half an hour and then went to work until 9:30, and then went grocery shopping. I haven't had much of anything done for me today. But that's not what makes this day weird...what's weird about it, is that I didn't drudge through it all, grumpy because I had to do it. Oh no, instead, I did it, and I wanted to do it, in my own fashion. I wanted it done, I wanted to be the one to do it. The only thing that erked me today is that the fiancé stayed upstairs most of the day (even after he woke up). If our roles were reversed, and it was father's day, I'd have been making him sit down while I did the things he wanted done. But it was only a tiny irk.

I clean, I cook, but today was an unusual circumstance for me--doing all that housework because I wanted to, and on mother's day no less!

I got a new used PSone for mother's day.