The good ladies over at Work At Home Mom Bloggers have put forth this question of the week: What do you sacrifice to stay home with your children?
First and foremost, there's my ability to converse as an adult. I'm quite serious. We are products of our environments, after all. While in the corporate world, I could easily carry on conversations about software upgrades or group benefits, and generally come across sounding as if I knew what I was talking about. These days, my eyes glaze over at the mere mention of megabytes, and I find myself more often debating topics like Steve vs. Joe (Steve wins, hands down, every time) or researching websites where I can download free Sonic colouring pages.
I own one pair of jeans and one pair of dress pants, and I've worn both to parties as well as while doing home renovations. I won't buy a new pair of either until I've worn giant holes on the inner thighs that are no longer sewable. I own one pair of running shoes and one pair of "dress" shoes (read: a pair of black loafers, because I can't be bothered with heels and nylons anymore), both of which have had the soles repeatedly glued back on.
I have secret competitions with myself to see how quickly I can get out of the shower. I do not own a louffa (I don't even know how that's actually spelled). Conditioner is saved for special occasions. My legs haven't been shaved in six months. Here's something the cosmetic companies will never, ever tell you, ladies. Your leg hair only gets so long. Unlike the hair on your head, it doesn't keep growing and growing. It stops when it has reached its maximum length. If you're lucky, your leg hair's maximum length won't rival Lassie's.
My motorcycle has been (albeit temporarily) stabled. I am now driving a Honda CR-V with a car seat, a booster seat, an overhead DVD player and a floor that is encrusted with dried-up milk, cookie crumbs and an odd assortment of McDonald's Happy Meal toys. I tried the mini-van thing once. Sorry ... no.
Admittedly, I've gained quite a few skills and immeasurable knowledge in the bargain. I've learned that the human brain can function on surprisingly little sleep for weeks at a time. I can cook and do homework and rock out to a two-year-old's drum solo at the same time. My latest acquired talent is to type with a sock on my hand (Steve is showing us how to play with sock puppets today). There are so many more that I can't think of right now because, although the brain can technically function without much sleep, it doesn't recall information that readily.
In the grand scheme of things, I think I've come out on top! ;)
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First and foremost, there's my ability to converse as an adult. I'm quite serious. We are products of our environments, after all. While in the corporate world, I could easily carry on conversations about software upgrades or group benefits, and generally come across sounding as if I knew what I was talking about. These days, my eyes glaze over at the mere mention of megabytes, and I find myself more often debating topics like Steve vs. Joe (Steve wins, hands down, every time) or researching websites where I can download free Sonic colouring pages.
I own one pair of jeans and one pair of dress pants, and I've worn both to parties as well as while doing home renovations. I won't buy a new pair of either until I've worn giant holes on the inner thighs that are no longer sewable. I own one pair of running shoes and one pair of "dress" shoes (read: a pair of black loafers, because I can't be bothered with heels and nylons anymore), both of which have had the soles repeatedly glued back on.
I have secret competitions with myself to see how quickly I can get out of the shower. I do not own a louffa (I don't even know how that's actually spelled). Conditioner is saved for special occasions. My legs haven't been shaved in six months. Here's something the cosmetic companies will never, ever tell you, ladies. Your leg hair only gets so long. Unlike the hair on your head, it doesn't keep growing and growing. It stops when it has reached its maximum length. If you're lucky, your leg hair's maximum length won't rival Lassie's.
My motorcycle has been (albeit temporarily) stabled. I am now driving a Honda CR-V with a car seat, a booster seat, an overhead DVD player and a floor that is encrusted with dried-up milk, cookie crumbs and an odd assortment of McDonald's Happy Meal toys. I tried the mini-van thing once. Sorry ... no.
Admittedly, I've gained quite a few skills and immeasurable knowledge in the bargain. I've learned that the human brain can function on surprisingly little sleep for weeks at a time. I can cook and do homework and rock out to a two-year-old's drum solo at the same time. My latest acquired talent is to type with a sock on my hand (Steve is showing us how to play with sock puppets today). There are so many more that I can't think of right now because, although the brain can technically function without much sleep, it doesn't recall information that readily.
In the grand scheme of things, I think I've come out on top! ;)
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2 comments:
Biker Momma, you are too funny. I can relate to what your CR-V looks like my sister has one and she has a 3 year old boy. Her CR-V sounds just like your even down to the milk on the carpet. I know what you mean about mini vans. I refuse to get one. I wish they made a Corvette with a back sit. LOL!!
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