The 40 Hour Work Week Challenge – Tuesday

Oh man, I cheated. I couldn’t help it! 7:00 am just rolls around way to early! The floor needed swept so bad. So I swept. And the kids’ lunches needed made. So I made them. And the chicken needed defrosting. So I pulled it. I’m feeling a little guilty, but I’m human and still trying to figure this whole trying to work full time and feed everybody thing.

The kids and I got out the door right on time and I headed out to a client’s house to clean. For lunch, I had grabbed the leftover green salad from a few nights ago and some ranch dressing. Mama had a similar lunch, but added some of the leftover chicken I had roasted on Saturday. When I got home, I ate the rest of the chicken. Then I got an email reminding me that my 1/4 beef from TaylorMade Farms was coming at 3:00! Oh dear, Mama was going to be out picking up the kids and I was going to a meeting with my research adviser.

So, while Mama shoveled gravel for her latest project (regraveling the driveway), I cleaned out our coolers. I think this was cheating, too. I was doing a job that I wouldn’t be able to do if I were working. Next time I have a large meat order coming, I will make sure that my coolers are washed out the day before. It’s just one of those things I didn’t think of.

When 4:30 rolled around, I headed into the kitchen to clean up and start on the oven fried chicken Kid1 had requested. I steamed the last of our broccoli and cauliflower and covered it with butter. Because butter is soooo delicious. We ate everything! Well, really, Kid2 did most of the work. But the rest of us helped!

It was a night when the kids go back to their dad, so I cleaned up the kitchen while Mama took them out there. I had it pretty well managed before she got home and we settled in to watch The Voice. The kitchen got cleaned, but the laundry didn’t get folded. I probably should have done this while watching teevee, but I was tired. It’s going to have to wait for tonight. And I’m ok with that.

The real challenge for me in all of this has been giving up control. When I open up the dishwasher to put away one of my dishes (allowed), boy do I want to rearrange the whole thing (not allowed)! There’s a certain way I like to arrange the dishwasher so that it makes sense. I could explain it, but that’s a whole ‘nother blog to itself! Plus it’s mildly neurotic. I found two pairs of Kid2’s underwear in my drawer. Mama defended herself by saying it’s better than the other way around! Which is true. But she can’t really think my butt is that skinny! I keep finding clean dishes in strange places. A plastic bowl put away inside a glass one? Really?!

These mild anomalies in my space-time continuum are jarring to me. They upset my sense of “right.” Rather than flare my nostrils in annoyance, though, I need to take a deep breath and remind myself that it’s far better than the alternative. The dishes could have been left in a nasty pile on the counter. The clothes could still be sitting in a basket in the kitchen, spilling out onto the floor while another load waited to come out of the dryer. The dishwasher could have held clean dishes all day, preventing anyone from being able to put dirty ones in there. And when 4:30 rolls around, I can go around and fix everything the way I like it and feel better.

What chores would be hard for you to give up?

This post is part of Kelly the Kitchen Kop’s Real Food Wednesday.

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