I decided to do this diary while contemplating my day this morning. I first made coffee and checked e-mail, Twitter, Kos and Yahoo.
I am a physician working 40-50 hours a week. I dropped hospital work years ago and do patient care and adminstration only now. My current job is an amazing "four tens" which allows me one extra day off. This alone will help me make it to retirement someday.
Years ago, I lived on a commune in Northern California and loved doing everything from scratch. I suppose I'm still a hippie/earth mother, but with a little more money and electronics.
So here's my day, a typical Sunday in beautiful California:
*Make breakfast while watching Meet the Press, Face the Nation and This Week. I refuse to watch Fox/CNN on Sunday. Breakfast is french toast made with crusty sourdough bread, fruit and roasted bacon.
*Make yellow cake with chocolate ganache frosting. My husband likes to have cake around, and he's skinny (I'm not). Thanks to the Goddess for sending me a man who loves Rubenesque women.
*Work on taxes.
*Work on memorial quilt I'm making for our son who lost his dog on Christmas day.
*Write thank you notes, print pictures to go inside.
*Follow Kos, Twitter, e-mail with friends and families throughout the day.
*Work on yard a little, cleanup for Spring now that it finally stopped raining and snowing. Husband cuts the grass.
*Minimal housecleaning. Husband vacuums and does laundry, bless him.
*Dinner is panko chicken, spinach and roasted veggies.
*Evening Netflix movie is "The Tenant of Wildfell Hall". I do hand-sewing while we watch.
*Bed at around 11, conjugal visit likely, read a little, awake at 6 am.
Is this what I wanted to do when I grew up? No. I wanted to be in musical theater and have servants (HA!). But I have to fit a whole week's housewifery into a couple of days because families can no longer live on a single salary.
I'm luckier than most because I have a fulfilling job, a great partner who willingly does a lot of the housework, and great grown children who are not in prison or on drugs. And all our kids support themselves (knock on wood).
Just wish I didn't need to sleep....