You know, for ‘JUST’ a housewife, I do a lot. And yesterday was no exception.

• 8:30am – Meeting at WeeDutchie’s school for the ouderraad – waslijst en crea.
• 11:45 – WeeDutchie home from school, fix lunch, find swim stuff, get swim stuff together.
• 1:00pm – Opa here to take us to swim lessons since today is a ‘kijkdag’
• 2:00pm – swim lessons
• 8:15pm – ouderraad meeting

And in between all that there is cleaning, laundry, cooking, typing up the waslijst and the letter to go with it, setting up a forum for the ouderraad, getting my notebook together for the ouderraad, and trying to find some time for me.

Next week is fall vacation and somewhere in there, I have to move a walk-in closet, move TallDutchie’s office, clean and paint the smaller bedroom and move WeeDutchie into that smaller bedroom. Maybe I should just make a seperate post of the things I need to accomplish this century.

I’m constantly amazed at people that think being a housewife is easy. I admit, I used to be one of those people. Boy, did I get a rude awakening when I moved here. Even when we were living in the US and I worked full time, I did most of the ‘kid stuff’, but when it came to house cleaning, grocery shopping, household projects, and the like, I had help.  Since we both worked full time, we both cleaned, did laundry, cooked, and we did the grocery shopping together.

Then we moved here and I couldn’t work for almost 2 years because of the whole Immigration deal and the whole language thing. Besides, I wanted to be a housewife. I wanted to be able to be home for WeeDutchie, because my mom was a working mom and I remembered how much it sucked to go to a babysitters or when she had to miss school things because she had to work. I thought, ‘Just how hard can this housewife gig be?’

Reality is a cruel mistress. When you are queen of your own domain, YOU set the schedule and YOU are the CEO, COO, CFO, CIO, secretary, receptionist, facilities manager, entertainment and social director, head cook and bottle washer, and last but not least……. the janitor.

So to anyone that thinks being a housewife is a cushy job? Bite me. You have no clue.

Tags: JUST a Housewife, Life