So yeah, I had kind of a downer day today. Remember the film I auditioned for? They gave the part to someone else. I'm supposed to be hearing back from McCarty agency about if they want to represent me and I'm still waiting. Ny's also waiting to hear if BYU wants to hire him. I put my video camera away and all the handouts from my acting class. I guess I just need a lift today. I have a very special dress that I wear. It's my lucky dress. When I wear it I am invincible and fabulous all at once. I think I need to go put that dress on right now.
I discovered an ingenious way to show that I do actually clean the house! My husband comes home and he doesn't believe that I did a single thing all day because the house looks messy. If only he could see all I do and how frustrating and discouraging it is when it all gets undone by, you know, the kids. And now that our baby is walking, he's getting into more trouble than I can keep up with.
So my solution was actually pretty obvious. I wrote down all the things my husband specifically requested that I clean. I checked each thing off and included each and every thing I did in addition to his requests. Now I have this long list that looks very impressive. Even if the house no longer does. Proof that I really did go to a lot of pains...for nothing. No, actually my husband was very generous and gave me a cash reward for making the house spic n' span. I'm spoiled. If I don't start acknowledging my blessings and appreciating them I'm gonna get struck by lightning. I can feel it.
So, not to type your eyes out, I'll leave it at that and say, fare thee well until I post again. <3, Angie
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I totally hear ya on cleaning the house for no reason! To me, it really does seem pretty pointless. I have 6 kids running around all day and the house really does get picked up twice a day...naptime and bedtime...but it doesn't really make much difference cause the second anyone wakes up, everything is out all over the place again! Darn kids! =)
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