I get asked quite a bit, “How do you DO it?!?!?”
Let me be frank, people. I am not special. Not superhuman supermom. Not even hardly.
First, I have OCD. Yes. Most bloggers have mental health issues. I am one of them, it seems. You want your doctor to have OCD, trust me. It is just that it is hard to turn it off in the other parts of my life…
I also do not sleep much. It isn’t that I don’t like sleep. I do. I really, really do. It just does not like me most days. Or rather nights.
Also, I have to confess that I have a housekeeper. Once a week (or twice if I am terribly lucky) she comes to clean the floors and do the laundry and change out the sheets. If she didn’t come, none of that stuff would ever get done. Ever. Even if I were not blogging. Seriously. I will have to work until the day I die just so I can have a clean house.
However, lest you think my life is all glamorous and sexy with a housekeeper and a life of comparable leisure: Sunday, I spent the entire day in my jammies with the saggy bottoms. The same jammies I wore the day before. I didn’t shower. Or brush my hair or brush my teeth. No make-up. I baked the weekly sourdough bread for the family (probably best not to ask how it got sour), fed and watered the kids, and then wrote/blogged during bathroom breaks.
Where do you write/blog you ask? Here:
And it only looks THIS good because the housekeeper cleaned it on Friday. (I love, love, love her!) The other place I write is when I am holding one kiddo’s hand or the other as they drift off to sleep at bedtime. My smartphone helped me keep my sanity when I was breastfeeding and it keeps me sane during handholding now. Thank you, Apple. Thank you.
So, there you have it, folks. A glimpse into my very human existence…