To Do or Not To Do

She loves to be alone. Perhaps this is more pronounced since she became a mother, which if you are one you understand that after this life-changing event, solitude is never quite achieved again. Children tend to occupy your thoughts in their absence. Especially if you are convinced that you are The Worst Mother in the World. But that is a different post entirely.

Household chores also tend to creep around the edges and like termites bite into her aloneness. It's not the actual doing of them that invades her empty spaces, it's the sitting around and looking at what needs to be done. She resists housework the way some women resist exercise. Ok she resists exercise too, but the point is, when her family can't eat, wear clean clothes, or walk across the living room without twisting an ankle, you'd think she'd get at least a little motivated to do something...anything.

She wants you to know that it isn't that bad. She is just not as motivated as she could be today. In fact she just got home with some groceries. If only there were someone around that would put them away for her.

Staring at groceries on the kitchen counter. Today, at least, this is how she doesn't do it.