Hi, and welcome to my piece of the interwebs. You can call me June (not so clever as Cleaver). After losing my longtime job while pregnant, I found myself in a position I had never imagined – housewife, to the husband I’ll call Clark (yes, as in Griswold). Add a depressed economy, pitiful job market and a need for child care to one little guy known as Pumpkin, and I became the unintended SAHM. What?! I’m so not domesticated in any sense of the word… until lately. The thing is, “Who knew this could be so darn hard?”
“Feet of clay” is an expression that comes from the Bible (Daniel 2:31-35) and represents a person’s hidden fault or weakness. To be sure, I have countless flaws and weaknesses, but the one that continues to stick out like a sore thumb in my mind is my pure ineptitude at being a stay-at-home mom. Or rather running a house and living on some semblance of a budget, helping a small person grow and develop, nurturing a loving marriage, maintaining relationships and a social life, building my professional skills and staying relevant all while not going absolutely bats#$% crazy!
So this is my outlet- the place where I put the skills I love and enjoy to use, clear the cobwebs in my head, document my attempts -both successful and failing- at all things domestic and hopefully entertain at least one other kindred spirit who has ever thought, “What am I supposed to be doing with this kid, why did I come into this room, and for crying out loud WHAT DAY IS IT?”