Cleaning the toilet makes you think differently about the people in your household.
“How did that get there?”
A website with pretty pictures of people whose toilets I will never have to clean: This Is Not Porn
Cleaning the toilet makes you think differently about the people in your household.
“How did that get there?”
A website with pretty pictures of people whose toilets I will never have to clean: This Is Not Porn
Rhett and I decided to build our own house. This was a very naive decision. Everything always takes longer than you think. You always need more help than you had planned on. We have been living with people on our property since May of 2009. We are finally done, I just waved goodbye to the last of our helpers. I have been giddy for days at the thought of having my little family to myself again. Today surprised me though, we have had a lot of people around for the last month trying to finish up before the rains. Today I said goodbye to them all, and now I am pensive. I have been wandering around the house finding little things they left behind and piling them one on top of the other in the hopes that someday I will be driven enough to send them along.
Our last group of people were particularly cohesive. Sure, there was drama but not very much. They all paid attention to my kids, and let them climb all over them. They ignored me when I was moody. They took extra care when Rhett was sullen. They laughed with us a lot. I can honestly say I loved having all of them.
There is a bond that forms between family members. You know each other so well. Its different when other people are around, I am always aware of where they are (probably because I am very nosy). I know that I tone my attitude down most of the time (not all the time). There is a little bit of stress that comes from holding your tongue.
What is our family going to be like now? Will we relate to each other differently? Will it be better? Or not? Are we so used to having other people around we won’t be able to function well without them?
I am sitting with my daughters while one draws and the other does homework. We are going to have a pot pie for dinner. They are going to take a giant bubble bath, then we will all snuggle up in my bed and watch movies. I think we will be a little more boring, but excellent all the same.
So much love, and encouragement, and excitement to all of those who have left me. You have changed me for the better, thank you (with way more meaning than those two plain words can possibly express).
I’m a housewife so it goes without saying that I am very seldom alone. I chose my way of life at a very early age so I have not ever been able to experience being alone. Rhett just took the girls to see his mother. He is rather indebted to me lately so I got to stay home. For five days. Alone.
I was rather nervous. What if I can’t handle it and start making up excuses to go see people? Even worse what if it is really really enjoyable, and I lose some appreciation for my family life?
Well the computer kept me from needing human contact. I would like to try it again someday without an avenue of communication. I ended up canceling outings I had planned. I have been walking around with permagrin. This is bad. I need to figure out how to incorporate this feeling into every day life. The problem is that the main thing I enjoy about being by myself is the only thing I can’t have with my family. Children need routine, they thrive on it. With them I have to do things at certain times and it takes me longer to do them.
I recently gave a friend who was having sexual relation problems some very good advice. I told her to fake it. Now don’t get all pissy. Men are not the only ones who fall for this tactic. Women fall for it too, if you are really good at faking it you end up enjoying yourself. I think this is what I have to do with my every day life. I have spent so much time feeling like as long as I was taking care of someone else, or doing repetitive chores that never end, I was missing out on something else. If you asked me I would tell you that I love my life, but I don’t necessarily act like I do on a daily basis. I need to start faking it. I will have plenty of time to be alone later. I need to change my habit of walking around like I am sooo put upon.
Being alone made me realize that I can enjoy each moment no matter what I have to do. Thank you Rhett I needed that.
That one little word conjures up so many emotions for me. My parents raised me to believe that it was the only worthwhile investment. My mother also thought that its collection was the best way to save the environment. She worked for a Federal Government agency that was trying to clean up the messes that logging had made in Trinity County. She felt cheated when she found out that BLM leases some of their land to logging companies. Tax dollars were being used to cause the problem and to clean it up. She thought nonprofits such as Sanctuary Forest were much smarter than activists who insisted the Federal Government intervene to save the land. (My sister and I thought it was hilarious that she was married to a millworker.)
With the county gearing up for the adoption of a new General Plan, it seems as if our County’s dividing lines are becoming plain again. Change is soooo scary. That doesn’t mean that it is not necessary. I live around a bunch of really big ranches. I love driving or hiking by big rolling hills and large stands of forests. I have friends who recently went in together and bought one of these large ranches. I couldn’t believe it when they were successful in ending their partnership with each of them having their own land and still being friends. The ranch was made up of several small parcels. Some part of me was a little saddened to see the ranch broken up into 4 separate homestead sites. Two of the partners are now selling a total of four parcels that are across the road from where they are putting their houses. Wells will have to be drilled and the rolling hills will be broken up by houses and outbuildings.
I have been accused of being a hypocrite. I have my land, now no one else should be able to buy land around me. I spent 7 years living here and working here and searching for available land before I found it within my price range. I don’t mind people buying raw land and building on it. I just want the big ranches saved or at least not broken up into 10 acre parcels. It takes me 25 minutes to get my daughters to school because I like it that way. I want to be far away. I think one of the biggest banes of this country’s existence is suburbia. I think there should be rural land and urban land, not rolling hills of track homes. Cities should build up not out. Or at least up faster than out. Rural land should be for hardy, resourceful people. Those who are willing to wait and watch diligently for their opportunity.
In preparation for this post I listened to HumCPR’s meeting that happened on March 19th. The people who spoke were very well informed. It is worth listening to, HumCPR meeting at Healy Senior Center I am not sure I agree with how scary they seem to think everything is. They very seldom mention the fact that there are four different versions of the plan under consideration. This is my favorite map to look at. General Plan Map I love seeing how the different versions will effect different places. (Especially mine)
How do we make room for all the people who want to share our lifestyle while retaining the lifestyle?
I am back from a computer vacation. I was housesitting for some friends and they lived beyond telephone lines. Their house is beautiful and comfortable. I really enjoyed being out of touch. I didn’t go as many places because I didn’t now anything was happening. I wasn’t concerned about the economy or the war because I was not getting daily updates. I had fun being with my kids and not being so concerned with what needed to be done. Without the computer or the phone I had more time to catch up. I wonder how much of my day is spent waiting for pages to load or trying to fix little glitches. I must admit at the end of two weeks I was a little anxious. I had finished three books and knitted a ball of yarn (I am a beginner so this is exciting for me). I wasn’t home so I couldn’t really start new projects. The last two days I became irritable and lazy.
It felt really good to clean that house and return to my own. Now I have access to all sorts of things to do, starting the garden, cleaning, working on the house, sewing, pruning. I am not doing any of them though, I plugged in as soon as I woke up this morning.