As a woman who is not living with a man, and has 2 toddlers, figuring out how to do things around the house can sometimes get….. creative. Let me explain….
Since I am living alone, I have to do all of the heavy manly stuff on my own. Moving furniture, hanging stuff up, fixing things- it all falls on me. My uncle and I brought ALL of my furniture into my house. I mean all of it💪🏾. The dressers, the beds, the heavy bags of clothes… that was me. After we were done, I don’t think I was able to move for 2 days. I hung up all my mirrors, curtains, and put my shoe racks together. I bring in all my groceries. And put them away. That annoys me 🙄. I pump my own gas, put air in my tires, check and fill my oil, replenish power steering fluids, I check my transmission fluids, and I still have a smile on my face at the end of the day 😬. What I hate the most about being single? Moving 😐.
I don’t think people realize how much crap you have until it’s time to move. The amount of shoes and clothes between 1 adult and 2 toddlers is ridiculous. Why little people have so much stuff is beyond me 🤦🏾♀️. Boxing everything, keeping certain things together and labeling everything, and actually MOVING this stuff. It’s just way too much. Then, to unpack everything and put them away 😩. And no one wants to help. My kids only make the mess worse, my friends always seem to have an excuse to be busy, and I wasn’t dating anyone at the time so…… I was not happy. And it took me forever! I literally was unpacking for almost 5 whole months😳! And now I have to do it all over again because I plan on purchasing a house within a few months😒. This is not how I planned my life.
You know what else sucks about being a single mom? Cleaning. When am I supposed to find the time to keep my house clean🤷🏽♀️? I wake up in the morning and get myself and the kids ready for the day- clothes, breakfast, out the door. Go to work, do work stuff. Pick the kids back up, come home. Make dinner, keep the kids from killing themselves, do homework, bath time, story time, prayers, and bed. Do you know what I want to do after all of that? Sleep. With dishes in the sink. With toys all over my floor. With laundry undone. Sometimes my hair isn’t even combed🤦🏾♀️. And I’m going back to school, so someway somehow I need to incorporate class and homework into that schedule. If and when you come over, just step over the clothes and toys and keep it moving. Thanks.
I am one of the most kindhearted, semi-patient, awesome people you will meet. And I’m a mom. So that makes me stronger than a lot of men. (I have the scars to prove it😌). If you want to incorporate yourself into this lifestyle of mine, be warned- I don’t always comb my hair, my house isn’t always clean, my laundry pile is huge, my bathroom smells like pee because my son thinks everything is target aim practice for his peepee, you’ll probably step on a toy, and my snack cabinet is poppin. And I prob have 2-3 day old dishes in my sink🤷🏽♀️. But, we are all happy in this house!
I’m off to watch Moana and dance all over my bedroom with the kids. Tootles!