rantings of a wife...

You know some days I really wonder...
I feel like writing, but there's still SO much housework that needs done.
Dishes, cleaning up my waffle mess,
Vacuuming, cleaning the living room,
Cleaning the bathrooms, laundry...

Its just a never-ending job. I feel so disorganized.
And I can never seem to catch up. Its driving me CRAZY.
I feel like I'm failing at this whole "wife" thing.
I want to be proud of my home;
and I want Matt to proud of our home.
But its so disheveled right now...
I feel like I'm not doing my job at home.
I work pretty much full-time at Starbucks;
But shouldn't this be my first priority?

I feel such guilt over it.
And he feels guilt too.
Even though its my job, technically.
And he does more than his share around the house.
I want to be a great wife-and I'm not right now.
Maybe we jumped into this too soon;
But we're already here so I'm trying to make the best of it.

today

today i feel poetic.
i feel creative and beautiful.
i feel like cleaning, cooking, baking.
i feel like accomplishing everything
that i haven't done recently.
today i will write,
i will dream,
i will be amy again.