The Most Important Job in the World

I have always believed in the incredible importance of HomeMakers. There is NO more important job in the world.

This doesn't mean I'm good at it.

I was not one of those girls born with a feather duster in one hand and a spatula in the other, (though a couple of my daughters were, strange creatures that they are). No, I was born with a horse bridle in one hand and a mucking fork in the other. I would find it much more fun to be out wrestling a steer in the mud than baking a cake.

But my job as Mom and HomeMaker is so important it is worth learning to do and even enjoy.

I am doing better all the time, but I still have a long way to go, unfortunately.

Our stay at my mom and dad's home (due to a frozen pipe last January) did tell me it's not all my fault, though. Their house is twice the size of ours and only a few years old. This made all the difference in how hard it was to keep clean. Seems part of my sense of failure in my own home is because it's impossible to make old walls look new. Go figure.

(Yeah, yeah, I know I could paint them. but they are old mobile home paneling/wall paper, so this would mean sanding, taping, mudding,  priming then painting, all of which takes money [minor annoyance] and time. I can't run a house in the midst of all that mess and it would take too long to accomplish this to survive without running the house. So it won't be done anytime soon)