My morning started with a very interesting conversation with a co-worker,
She was telling me how she's had the evening from hell, running around after her teenage kids and doing all the other duties that come with being a Mum and domestic diva. She had gone to be, hadn't been able to sleep and then woke up tired and had to start it all over again. She was late to work because she had to finish making the beds before she left the house...
Bed-s? As in plural?
"You make your kid's beds?"
"Your teenage kid's? You make their beds? Everyday?"
And so began a conversation that left me feeling like I either got massively jipped as a kid/teenager or kid's these days have it waaaayyyyy too easy! Turns out that this co-worker of mine not only makes her kid's beds, she also does all their laundry, cooks for them, chauffeurs them around, does all the dishes and cleans their bedrooms and bathrooms! Oh, and then once a fortnight she will transfer money into their bank accounts for them to spend how they like!
I looked at her incredulously...
In my head I was thinking back to when I burnt a long, thin welt on my hand the first time I had to do the ironing... I was about 8. I recalled all the times that I would get home from school to help with dinner. At 10 I was getting the vegetables ready and by 12 I was cooking the lot.
I was responsible for cleaning my bedroom and making my bed... I cleaned the bathroom every weekend and then dusted the lounge room when I was done there. I vacuumed, I mopped, I polished. And only then, when everything was done, would I get my pocket money.
Just a note : My Dad wasn't a slave driver (much). He was a single parent working full time to support two children
Did I hate all of these chores as a kid? You betcha'! Am I resentful about it now? Hell No!
I didn't want to get all opinionated with my work mate but what I was honestly thinking was that she was robbing her kids of the chance to build some very important and fundamental life skills. I would really dread to hear the stories she will have in 5 to 10 years when these kids are out in the real world learning their lessons the hard way!!
I'm trying to get a jump on as much as I can for Danny's birthday. He decided a picnic at a park near our house was the way to go. Our house, especially the half renovated kitchen/lounge room, is not really 'party friendly' at the moment so I agreed. Then he hit me with a bombshell - In order to keep it all vegan he wanted us to do all the food... Normally, this would have had me excited but with four shifts at the hotel already booked for that weekend, it just made me anxious! Luckily I had a day off owing to me at my regular job and they were good enough to let me take the Friday before off!
Now that we had a location and a time we could get some invitations out. I pulled together a quick 'picnic themed' invitation this morning and popped them in an envelope that I lined with matching paper.
I love iPiccy for all my photo editing and it turns out it's pretty good for making invitations too!
Oh, and the little tags I will be using to label each dish I make -
Now I just need about three extra days to materialise out of thin air to get everything else ready!
I'd Like To Know...Do you have kids? What's your take on chores?
What kind of chores were you responsible for as a wee tacker?