So far this year I have been enjoying projects. Since January, I have started my forth book, I have painted my sons bedroom, I have dejunked and moved my "craft room", and turned it into a guest room. I have decorated the guestroom in such a way my son lovingly calls it the "Spring Room". All the way along I have been working on my book and a cross stitch. I look forward to finishing my "Grotto" this spring and get a huge start on my garden in the next few weeks. It seems like I am always working on something.
I finally got a day off the other day and I decided I needed to get some work done around my house. This work is necessary and needed. My dishes had stacked up in the sink, and my floors were full of dog hair. Dusting always needs to be done. So much work, I made my list of things to do and got right to work. About mid day I stopped and asked myself, "Why is it on my day off I'm doing laundry, dishes, and basic housework, but I feel like I'm not accomplishing anything?"
I have held a job since I was sixteen. Even when my children were small and needed a me at home, I worked doing data entry on my home computer. Because of my husband's chosen profession it has been required I bring in an income. I have always worked, even though all I have wanted to do my entire married life is be a stay at home mom. A kept woman if you will.
Now I don't mean to ruffle any feminist feathers, I know we as women are as various and unique as the stars in the sky. There are as many different ways of being successful women as there are women.
I'm not trying to speak for anyone but myself. Thinking back on my thoughts of Tuesday this week, I realized that any service for my home and family no matter how mundane is an accomplishment.
There are so many projects in life to do. Some more intense and difficult than others but all are important.
I hope you will feel that sweet sense of accomplishment no matter what you do this week.
Until next time.