The daily grind

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What I wish I were doing on such a cold, rainy day. 

While I didn't get everything done yesterday that I had wanted, I did get most of them tackled by today. It was cold, raining, and sleeting all day, so it was perfect to stay inside, clean, and work in the kitchen. My napa cabbage is soaking in the brine. My floors are clean(er). My basket of pears is in the dehydrator, and I even managed to make an apple/pear crisp. 

It helps to get all this done when I don't have to cook other meals. I had so many left overs, I didn't have to worry about making anything extra. 

Mentally/emotionally, it was a good day today. I am a little frustrated right now because I feel like I've been doing some work while my spouse has... not been. He even good a 40 minute nap. And I must say, he's not usually a fan of "sitting around" while someone else is working, but I feel like a man's ability to see the mess the kid/s are making is not quite the same as a womans (for the most part). Oh well, at least it's the end of the day, and I get to relax with a hot water bottle on my aching back because I stooped around more than I thought I did. I am trying not to let the frustration stick with me, but I haven't been able to fully voice to my husband that I am frustrated with him... 

I have a new list of things to do tomorrow, and I hope I get a few of them crossed off my list. Some of my highlights today: watching the kid/s jump onto cushions from the couch. It was a blast. And when my child/ren walk up to me with books to read to them. The constant use of "Mama" all day is so sweet in such a little voice, I love it.

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