what really matters

July 31, 2008 at 9:31 pm | Posted in family, kids | Leave a comment

I complain sometimes (well, let’s face it, “often” is probably more accurate) about work, my husband, the kids, cleaning, cooking… you name it, I’m complaining. I can’t keep up with the dishes, laundry, or general housekeeping. Cooking is such a chore – there is always someone who doesn’t like what’s being served (result: pb&j). I haven’t seen the top of the dining room table in a month (big thanks whoever invented eat-in kitchens – or is it a breakfast room? whatever it is, at this point any and all meals are eaten there). I’m always on the go: music lessons, tennis practices, tennis matches, softball practices, softball games, scout meetings. The phrases “clean your room” and “finish your homework” and “take a bath” and “go to bed” have to be repeated often, and occasionally at a louder than necessary volume, to get the intended action (note: call otologist for appts for all kids).

But when I put aside all that stuff, I realize my life is really good. All that other stuff, doesn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things does it? What really matters are the people that I’m doing it all for.

I have a fantastic husband. Three super-great, healthy kids. Three fairly well-behaved, housebroken mutts.

What more does a girl really need? My life rocks.

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