A Day In My Life!

"One beautifull morning, I open my eyes and I can hear the soft songs of the birds coming in from the window. I turn over and look at my beautiful husband still sleeping, I get up quietly and head for the bathroom. I close the bathroom door, turn on the shower and then I turn towards the mirror. I brush my teeth and then I get in the shower. I get out of the shower after washing my body and dry my self with one of my warm clean towels. I fix my hair and put on my morning face, nothing much just the basics. Then I get dressed in the clothes I picked out the night before and head downstairs to fix breakfast. The morning table in my house is always more like a buffet then just breakfast, I have eggs and bacon, toast with jam or marmelade, cornflakes, milk and juice and of course coffee for my darling husband. When breakfast is ready, my husband is always there already and he gives me my morning kiss. I go and call the kids down, then I pour my husband some coffee and then usually the kids come running and I always say "No running inside the house" and they say "Because we can fall and hurt ourselfs". I help my children with breakfast and then I sit down to have my breakfast. There are always very lively discussions between the children and me at breakfast, but my husband is usually just reading the newspaper and listening to us, we know he listens because he laughs when something funny is said or done. Then the family gets up, the kids give me a kiss, take their lunchboxes and head off for the school bus. My husband always gives me a good bye kiss just outside the door before he leaves for work. I wave them all a good bye and go inside.

Now my day really begins. I head off first to the kitchen, clean and put away the breakfast. Then I take something out of the freezer for dinner and finish cleaning up the kitchen. I start on the washing, that never finishes because having 4 kids and a man can really stack up the laundry. After I've started the washing I go up to the children's bedrooms, I always have to pick up bits and pieces of the floor and then I make the beds, I always find dirty magazines in my older boy's bed and I put them under the bed. The bathrooms are my next stop and the girls bathroom is the first because they always leave a such of mess, my girls are beautiful but the bathroom always looks like a make up hurricane just went through there. Only thing about the boys bathroom I can say something about is the toilet because of some unknown reason my boys seem to hit everything else except the bowl in the mornings. I've taught my husband well so our bathroom is always easy to clean , After I've finished making all the beds and all my cleaning upstairs, I go through the living room, dining room and the office once with wipes and the vacuum cleaner once, just to get the spark in. I open up some windows and let the fresh air run freely through the house. After this it's usually time for me to start on lunch.

At noon the kids come home for lunch and there is always a hot meal waiting for them everyday. They take it for granted and rarely thank me but I don't really mind, because when they just hammer the food down and just talk about what's going on and such, I know the food is good. After the kids leave for school again and I've finished cleaning up after them, I go outside in the garden and I have a seat in the gazebo, I smoke a cigarette and relax for a bit. Then it's time for me to go and run errands.

First off, I go to the post office if there's need to, then I go to the bank. After that, I meet the girls at the cafe and listen to who slept with whom and who's pregnant (Gossip). Then I usually go to the mall and browse through, maybe I see something for the kids and my husband, my older daughter has been  begging me for new jeans for a week now and they have to be of a certain kind, I was young once so I know what she's going through . After I finish all my errands, I go to the store and shop groceries which are needed. Then it's straight home.

Usually when I get home most of the kids are home already. The older daughter is on the telephone talking to one of her girlfriends or some boy. The older son is up in his room, I know because of the loud heavy metal music. The younger daughter is usually watching Tv or playing video games. Meanwhile my younger son is outside in the garden taking care of his little animal kingdom, he has two rabbits, a turtle and a dog. I leave them alone for a few minutes and then I go and tell them to do their homework. Sometimes they try to get out of it but usually I win

Then I start on dinner meanwhile I help the kids with their homework. Soon my husband comes home, I am always there by the door and greet him with a kiss and then I continue working on dinner, while he tells me all about his day and I tell him about mine. I know at that time if tonight my husband is going to be sneaking over to my side of the bed for some "Yeehaw", because he the likes to come up from behind me and put his arms around me and kisses my neck.

When dinner is served everyone sits down in the dining room and we say grace. During dinner there are always three or for discussions going on at the same time and me being mom, I have to know what's going on with everyone. On Fridays there's always dessert and earlier this week I made strawberry ice-cream and I serve it with hot sauce made from mars bars, which I learned from my stepmother when I was younger, and nuts. After dinner, the kids go off and do what kids do and my husband and I retire to the living room for some quality Tv time. 

Then after, we go and get the kids ready for bed, the younger ones anyway. We read them stories and tuck them in, then we knock on the doors of the older ones and kiss them goodnight. Some nights the older kids like to talk to either one of us for some comfort and/or advice, which we are always ready for, ready for some more then others . Then as my husband goes around making sure the house is secure, locking doors, closing windows and turning of the lights. I go and take something out for lunch the next day. Then we go off to bed.

We both get ready for bed in the bathroom and because he showed interest before dinner I always stay a bit longer in the bathroom getting ready. He's already in bed when I get out of the bathroom, I take of my rope and slide into bed. He moves onto my side of the bed and we make out for a bit, mean while he moves my nightgown up and kisses my stomach and moves down. I gets me wired up before he gets going and when he starts, it takes awhile before his batteries run down. Then the good night kiss, he moves to his side and we fall asleep"