After countless hours of sewing, tearing apart, and re-sewing, and 2 episodes of American Idol, I had finished! Now stood the true test; I asked Tim to put them on. Once he did, a sense of true accomplishment filled me and I felt, like a grown-up. Sure, maybe other housewives are all cookie cutter, Martha Stewart types. But I am nowhere near that, and though this may have seemed like a menial thing for most, to me... it was a triumph!
One small step for Mom, one giant step for Mom-kind!
1 comment:
Oh man I hate mending, I start getting the pit sweats whenever it is mentioned.I do know the feeling of accomplishment though it does feel good. Way to go Erin, sometimes being a wife means rolling up your sleeves and taking care of mess'. Thank God that being an expert at taking care of all those messes is not what makes you a great wife. It's being willing to roll up your sleeves and give it your best shot no matter the outcome. Haha
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