i've been thinking lately that i wanted to do a post on here, but these days my life is pretty boring now that all the holidays and traveling is over with. in that case, i decided to share my life with you, from the moment i wake up til the moment i go to bed. sorta like a "day in the life"...of me. so, here it goes:
08:30 - alarm goes off. wake up to room FREEZING cold cause i open the window at night due to stuffiness. become momentarily annoyed at being woken up AND being cold. pull the covers up to my neck and go back to sleep. with the window still open.
11:30 - wake up for real this time. annoyed that i went back to sleep and only have 3.5 hours til i have to get kids. crawl out of bed, throw on the nearest articles of clothing, stuff my feet in nearest pair of shoes and trudge over to the Big House.
11:32 - walk into kitchen. per usual, it's a Disaster. unrecognizable. fall on the floor and cry for 10 minutes while asking myself why i took this job.
11:42 - spend 30 minutes unloading dishwasher. load dishwasher with last night's AND this morning's dishes. step on squishy macaroni from last night's dinner. take a deep breath. wipe down counters, put away butter and yogurt left out from the morning's breakfast. hope nobody gets sick.
12:15 - go around house and pick up Star Wars light sabers, mini Lego men, and various items from Klara's closet. head upstairs.
12:30 - make beds in all three rooms. pick up clothes from the night before (yes, ALL clothes for ALL family members, sometimes this grosses me out). sort laundry from clean and put in respective places. almost die when climbing up into the miniature loft that Klara sleeps in.
13:15 - go to the basement and start laundry, which i refer to as the Never Ending Pit of Despair. i HATE laundry. load washer. fold clothes. sort clothes. trudge BACK upstairs to put away clothes.
14:00 - walk back through the house to make sure everything's done. sigh when the dishwasher beeps (over and over and over) to tell me it's done. roll my eyes and think "i never get a break" and then think, "i'm definitely going to have a housekeeper one day" and THEN i am reminded that this is my JOB and at least some of it has to be work.
14:15 - sit down at table to surf the Internet. think about getting dressed. stare out the window at all the people walking by who always stop and stare at OUR house. eat an apple. or chocolate.
15:00 - frantically get dressed (finally). go pick up klara and sixten at daycare.
15:05 - ask klara and sixten to get their snowpants on.
15:10 - tell klara and sixten to get their snowpants on.
15:15 - threaten to leave them at daycare if they don't put their snowpants on NOW.
15:20 - walk outside without kids. forget to take plastic shoe booties off. klara and sixten watch me from inside and laugh.
15:30 - wrangle kids into their fleeces, snowpants, hats and mittens. finally get them out the door. remember to take booties off.
15:35 - listen to the SAME Sheryl Crow song from the Car's Soundtrack that we listen to every.single.day. go pick up kasper.
15:45 - collect kasper from school, who never wants to come home, and load everyone back into my Flintstones (read: MINIATURE. TOY-LIKE) car where putting seatbelts on is entirely too stressful. least favorite part of my day. briefly consider not making children wear seatbelts.
16:00 - arrive back home. go through reverse process of getting everyone out of winter gear. fold more laundry. load washer with load no. 3948573.
17:00 - make dinner for kids. this switches between meatballs and macaroni, hot dogs and macaroni, falukorv (a type of swedish sausage) and macaroni. occasionally throw in potatoes when the kids are feeling adventurous.
17:30 - annelie comes home. hallelujah thank you JESUS.
18:00 - head back to my cottage. sit on the bed for an hour. send emails. check facebook for the 24th time in 3 hours.
19:00 - drag myself out the door to the gym. arrive at gym and ask myself if i REALLY want to go inside.
19:15 - go inside. work out. cuss in my head the whole time.
20:15 - get back home. make dinner, usually fish and vegetables or low-fat meatballs. eat dinner on my bed. check facebook, hotmail, and perez hilton. maybe turn on the TV. call brad/steph/queenie/sherri/jeff.
22:00 - get ready for bed. become annoyed at messiness of my cottage. never feel like cleaning my own place.
22:30 - check facebook.
23:00 - read in bed. wonder if anyone emailed me.
00:00 - pass out and dream of laundry, meatballs and...facebook.
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the life and stories of an american au pair in sweden
5 comments:
Boy, you life must want you to
have at least 3 children when you
get married and have that career
in Georgia
notice how call Bobbie wasn't on the list. "Just sayin'"
Hey, sounds a lot like my life. Minus all the cooking, cleaning, watching after kids, listening to the "Cars" soundtrack and living in Sweden. And you'd have to swtich Facebook to Myspace, and Perez Hilton to The Superficial. But then, still, sounds a lot like my life.
Seems to be gearing you up for a life as a kick-ass housewife...
Sounds fun to me, sista! I bet those kids love you. Do you use the meatballs from Ikea? I always think of them now whenever anyone talks about Swedish meatballs...
Love you!
Notice, how call my favorite
Uncle Richard wasn't on the
list like Bobbie!
that's ok I still Love You
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