I don't like laundry and dishes. Mostly I don't like the fact that they never end and stack up so quickly. A few weeks ago we had a really busy week. Along with being busy doing things other than laundry and dishes, we were still eating and wearing clothes. This is what I saw one night:
So, what do I want to share with you about chores...I'm thankful that I have them, that I have the ability to complete them, and that Scott never judges when I don't. I know some of you have probably had clothes piled high on the couch too and would never admit that out loud. If that's you, you don't need to tell me, but try to hear what I'm saying...there's nothing wrong with that. Life is about priorities and finding contentment, among other things, perhaps. During that crazy busy week I still read to the kids and relaxed in front of the computer after they went to bed. I could have taken those minutes to empty the dishwasher or fold clothes, but I didn't. I'm good with that. No guilt.
Also, I'm not always so positive, but I try to be. The gifts and blessing that have been given to me come with responsibility. I like to think that anything worth doing has an upside and a down side. My favorite example is sledding. It's a thrill to go down that hill, with the crisp, cold wind in your face. Then there's the walk back to the top. Totally worth it. It's the same with raising a family. I'll gladly, although not always with a smile on my face, climb that hill again and again. And again.