Autobiography

I wonder when I get rich and famous (never) or just for some reason the story of my life gets written, what will my story be? Everyone has things that happen in their life that are exciting or miserable or simply just affect them deeply, but are they even remotely interesting to other people? What I mean is this, the things I found interesting and super important in high school are vastly different now. I couldnt tell you which high school basketball team was doing well now, who the most popular kid in school is, or which kids wear the newest and best fashions. All of these things were important to me, but then again so were my baby dolls and blankie back in the day.

As I was doing laundry today (while supremely impressed by the online tip to get rid of the foul stinky armpit smell stuck in my underarmor) I was wondering if my biography was written what the percentage of it would be doing chores. I mean, I generally do house chores every weekend. I clean and scrub and wash every weekend, the dirt regenerates during the week and it starts all over again. Would there be a chapter for going to the grocery store? I spend a lot of time there seeing how my boys descend on food like locusts, so certainly that amount of time deserves at least a chapter. And if thats the case, then laundry gets a few chapters. Everyone I know of has no time for anything, they have to make time to work out, make time for their loved ones, make time for dinner, blah blah I could go on. Maybe life would be better if I could afford a maid. But of course, even if I had a maid, I wouldnt want them to have to wash my nasty gym clothes. Gross. And then who gets the satisfaction after its done?

Maybe at some point my children and husband will realize there isnt a housecleaning fairy that magically picks up their skivvies and scrubs down the toilets. I have tried to go on strike before, but the men in my life are oblivious to the grossness of the house and it just ends up being me cleaning up a huge mess instead of a minor sludge spill.

Now I have found the title to my biography.... Confessions of a cleaning fairy. Ha ha ha, wow if the guys at work could only read that one right? Super tough SWAT broad has to clean up her own house, cook food for the family, and is in charge of all of the "girly" things around the house by herself. Its so ridiculous!