Right now my life feels small and very repetitive. I cook, I clean, I grocery shop, I do laundry; soon they all need doing again. I pack lunches; they are eaten and more are needed. The after school schedule is full, and the kids get where they need to go each day. Nothing big or important, just the life of a primary caregiver. (A life I actively chose, by the way, so I shouldn't be complaining.) I have my caching and taekwondo, and I appreciate them because they are my outlets, but I sometimes wonder whether I should be back at work by now. Especially when I am folding the fourth load of laundry and wondering why nobody in my family can EVER be bothered to turn their clothes right-side-out and/or un-ball them before tossing them in the hamper.
I know I do a lot around here...I just wish it would stay done for a while! Sisyphus and his rock come to mind. The picture below is not of me or my house, but this is what my house would look like if I was not constantly battling the forces of entropy.
And tomorrow, I will get up and do it all again! But hopefully minus the rain, at least.