Home Sick

This morning, I woke up with a runny nose and a big lump in my throat. After about ten minutes of trying to remember what day it was, I realized I couldn’t face a full day of using my brain. So I called in sick. And then I did what I’m sure every 29-year-old woman does on a sick day; I called my mom.

At this moment, my mother is making what she calls and “immune-boosting” soup with kale and about a dozen onions. I am sitting in front of her fireplace, curled up on her comfiest chair. I look like shit and there’s a big pile of used Kleenex next to me, but it sure beats sitting at home.

A view of the fireplace

Sitting comfortably at my mom’s

Why would I rather be here? Well aside from the obvious nice company, toasty fire and great food, being at my mom’s means not doing housework.

Sitting on my own couch, I can’t help constantly contemplating what task most needs doing in our clunker of a home. There’s the everyday stuff like laundry, raking leaves and cooking. But it’s the once-in-awhile jobs that get me – stuff like sharpening my garden shears and repainting trim. Together, they make my to do list gargantuan.

I have a theory that the constant housework (and stressing about housework yet to be done) has made me ill. I’m literally home sick.

I really don’t know how grownups do the whole homeownership thing and still find time to exercise, go on dates, or call friends. Either they are better, faster and stronger human beings, or I am way more anal than I thought I was. It might be the latter, since JF has actually said the words “you have to lower your standards.”

Perhaps this illness is my body’s way of saying: “slow down – I am going to implode!” or maybe “you should eat better and exercise more!” or even “your house will never look like Elle Décor anyway!” Or maybe it’s just that the flu is going around. Time will tell. In the meantime, I’m going to eat some of my mom’s soup.

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My mom’s immune-boosting soup

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5 thoughts on “Home Sick

  1. Yep- doesn’t matter how old you get, when you’re sick you just want your mom. Feel better soon Mik! Also I’m convinced that one of the reason people take vacations is to get away from the unending to-do list that comes with home ownership. Add kids into the mix and multiply that by about a thousand. I read entries by some of these mommy bloggers and am just astounded by how neat and organised their homes and lives seem. Nothing, not astronauts or nuclear physicists, makes me feel more inadequate!

  2. “sharpen my garden shears”??? Puh-LEASE!! No grown-up does THAT kind of stuff. They’re $5 a piece- you get new ones if they’re that bad. Hunny, go have a nap when you’re sick and don’t even think of these kinds of things- ever again. Really.
    Hahahah. You make me laugh…. sharpen my garden shears!!

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