Sooooo this mama had a minor meltdown the other day. The stress I guess of constantly spinning plates got to me and I found myself .....upset. Dh, the poor recipient of my er...uh...upsetness,(yes spell check I know that isn't a real word..according to you), pointed out that I need a hobby. My first thought was I do have hobbies; gardening, canning, baking, etc. Then it dawned on me (with his help) that I have no hobbies for just me. Everything I consider a hobby is for the good of the family. He said I don't read anymore. Now I do read, cookbooks, savings books, homestead books. See a pattern here? I haven't read for pleasure in at least 2 years. It's an occupational hazard of caring for a household, being a wife and mother, to lose yourself in the process. I was trying to be all things to all people and that is not possible. You have to do something that is yours and yours alone. Now reading is one hobby I love, but others are sewing or shopping for me, and my dolls/doll clothes, Love my baby dolls. Always have. I love reconditioning antique baby dolls. Dh bought me an air brush painting system last year for Christmas and I have yet to take it out of the box. I have purchased books (thrift store, I mean lets not get too crazy) that haven't been read, and I rarely shop; well unless at a thrift store. I do love my thrift stores. My defense was that I just didn't have time. Make time was his response.
So now this mama has turned over a new leaf. I am allowing myself time to do some of the things I enjoy personally. My Dh and sons have stepped up to help out more around the house, and I am letting them. Very important frugal lesson, MAKE TIME FOR YOURSELF!
Now where to start first.......
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