Here are the things I do daily, 100%, everyday – the real routine stuff.
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Washing up
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Clothes wash
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Hoover
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Prepare food
Now, I’m pretty sure that most people do this, those without those life sucking spawn too. My days are anything but routine, I never have the same conversation, I never clean the same shade of poop up, I never ever have a clue what Eldest is going to say.
If you go out to work I’m pretty sure you do the same thing everyday, just with perhaps different clients & a different sandwich filling.
My days aren’t routine, I do certain things everyday, but they are the typical things to do that keep a (semi) clean ship. So I really don’t think they count towards my life being some boring hole of routine where I dream of another way of life, being cooped up in an office, drinking bad coffee and pretending to laugh at my collegues jokes.
Work can be great fun, if you are lucky enough to be in a job that makes your heart sing every morning you get up. Mine does. I’m a mom.
I used to work in an office, I’ve worked in a few, I’ve been to those parties were you are plied with alcohol and talked to about new projects, how to close a deal, been wined and dined because you have a contact someone wants. Nice.
I now sit at home, feed mashed vegetables to Mojo, who laughs, not because she has to but just because she is happy. Eldest tells me about her views on vegetables, and how she is almost certain that some of them must fall out of the clouds because they have bumps on them.
Worth the trade? Yep.
Routine? Never.
