I don't make my bed...

 There are lots of things that I gave up on.  Some I haven't done in years.  Some I have given up recently.  Maybe I'm not as organized as other moms.  Maybe I just don't care enough.  Either way, these are the things I just don't do anymore:


1.  Make my bed.  Nope, not doing it.  Besides the fact that Jimmy and I rarely get up at the same time, I just don't see the point.  No one goes in my room but us.  We are just going to mess it up later.  And I have to remind my kids to brush their teeth 45 times every morning, and then smell their breath to make sure they did.  So, yeah, I have other priorities before work.

2.  Match and fold socks.  There are 5 of us.  We have work socks and short socks and long socks and soccer socks and baseball socks.  And they are all in a basket in the laundry room.  It's every man for himself in the sock department.  Sometimes I feel fancy and sort everyone's socks into their own baskets.  Like when I am on vacation or on long weekends.

3. Sort laundry before I wash it.  Nope.  I throw all that crap in one load and pray for the best.

4.  Bath my kid every night.  Yeah, mother of the year.  Drew doesn't get a bath every night.  Half the time we aren't even home.  So, he's lucky to get one every other day.  Don't judge me.

5.  Read a story before bed.  I felt guilty for this one for a long time.  You see tv shows and movies and bedtime is a beautiful bonding time with your children.  At my house, bedtime is a battle of wills.  It is an hour long production to get Drew to bed.  Bedtime story?  I think not. I throw his mean butt into bed and run away before he even knows what hit him. (we read at other times during the day, don't hate!)

I'm sure there are so many things that I am supposed to do that I don't.  Or things I shouldn't do that I do.  Let my kids eat off the floor.  Let my kids pee in a cup in my car when I can't find a toilet. (penises are so convenient!).  Make the car "dance" to the music on our street when a good song comes on.

Oh well, the kids are all alive, the house is fairly clean, and  I somewhat keep my sanity.