Housewife in Training

I don’t think that title needs much explanation. It’s hard work to run a house, and that’s all I have to say about that. Add a child to the mix and I don’t know how you SAHM do it. Not to worry, no children will be added to this mix anytime soon. I am very much still in the stage where they’re cute until they start to cry. Then back to your mother and father you go.

But seriously..between grocery shopping, meal planning, and keeping things picked up–I’m spent. Add a job and a dog to my equation and you’ve got drinking wine every single night of the week. They first step’s admitting there’s a problem, right? Right. But no problems over here! We love the vino.

COME ON KAIT, SPRING FOR THE GOOD STUFF NEXT TIME!

Is it bad I’m already listening to Christmas Pandora? I’m a season pusher. When it’s summer, I want fall. When it’s fall, I want winter. And when it’s winter, I want summer. I never wish for spring, because my allergies get their groove on when the flowers come out and I don’t particularly enjoy being a snot spout.

I actually don’t listen to this station. I listen to Mariah Carey Christmas because I cannot get enough of her high pitched awesome, and NSYNC Christmas? Come on now. You can’t lose.

So yeah, there’s that.

And then there’s all this I cooked last night. Cooking is cheaper than therapy and I don’t think they offer wine at therapy. Just sayin’.

Potato chowder and pumpkin cream cheese muffins FOR DAYS. I don’t know how to cook for one person. In fact, I think it’s impossible. Maddie very much enjoys this philosophy.