The House Wife of Hilliard

I know, not nearly exciting as the other Housewives series, but I thought I would share for you what a day in my life was. Seriously, those "other" housewives, they don't know what livin is.

6:40 am the alarm goes off. I hit it twice to get an extra 12 minutes of mediocre sleep. Why do I do that? I should just get up and make coffee.

My friend brings her daughter here at 7:10am so I can get her on the local school bus. They live a half mile from here, on the other side of the road and can't get busing.  So it is my job to make sure she gets on the bus in the morning, on our side of the street.

Feed kids, pack lunch and make the same walk to the bus stop at 8:15 and 8:30. I spend more time on that corner than most LA hookers.

Dilemma: It is now 8:30am, I don't need to be at work until 11am, do I:
1) go back to sleep for an hour (this is my most popular choice as my night is riddled with visits from kids that are too hot, too cold, too thirsty, too hungry, too annoying, not annoying enough. You get the idea).
2) Go for a walk or run or do something productive with my time to myself.

Number 1 usually wins out, though with this new Paleo eating, I am less tired and more apt to do something productive.

I head to work at 10:40am. I am a lunch lady from 11-1 at a small, local high school. I love this job so much that it is a JOKE  that they pay me. I remember what high school was like, and this is NOTHING like it. There are MAYBE 400 kids in the WHOLE high school. I know most of their names, have formed friendships and feel like these kids are MY kids. Best job ever. I work with a good friend of mine, too, and that makes the time sail by. I wish the hours were more, that's how much I like it. And we dress up, and we mess with the kids. Seriously, how fun is that??

From there I come home or run errands and depending on the day, pick up Emily at her middle school 20 minutes away, do paper route with the boys. Paper route = me doing most of the work, the boys throwing the papers in the driveway. Guess who gets the lion share of the profits??

Throwing more laundry in. Why can't people in this house keep clothing clean for more than 5 minutes?

Dinner time! You know what it involves for the kids but now I am psyched that this Paleo diet is working for me. Lots of animals and things with fins and stems in our future. May take awhile to get Husband on board. But he is a meat eater, so maybe it won't be such a big fight.

I work in weight training into all this. I do several reps with 10lb weights to build strength.  And, like today, I can add "dream crusher" to my list of things to do. Seems the travel basketball team would not be good for Middle child and since Husband is gone all week, I got to be the bearer of bad news. Middle child still gets to do local basketball, just not travel. Tears ensue, for about three minutes, then he seems to be over it. Emotional much??

To quote Taylor Swift and my 9 year old "Why you gotta be so mean?"

Kids homework is done, I am done trimming the fat and weird things off a million pounds of chicken. Dinner should be ready soon...

Kids in bed, me firmly planted on the couch with magazine and remote at the ready. Go back upstairs to put Youngest back into bed, then back to the couch. This goes on several times. JUST GO TO BED!

Real Housewives, you have no idea what you are missing. I pity you. But I would take your cars and wardrobe in a hearbeat..

Good day to you and yours,
Cat