I stood in my kitchen last night and I told myself – You Are Not June Cleaver!!! I repeated it over and over again.
Can someone please tell me how five days in I can be to this state already? Last night I had an internal mini melt down. Dinner was ok, but not wonderful. My new dishes don’t fit into the cabinet as I would like. I have not figured out how to wash dishes without getting water all over the counter and floor. I felt like I had to be the one in the kitchen, I had to cook, do laundry, deal with dogs and
all at once. What is wrong with me? Shelby
I have to remember that just because I have a wedding band on my finger it doesn’t mean that June Cleaver has taken over my body. I will not be a perfecto wife and mother that easy.
There are so many things that I want to do and do differently this upcoming year and I think that has caused me to throw things in fast forward even when I don’t need to.
Am I alone – or did others fly into crazy gotta be June Cleaver mode the first week after marriage?
If you haven’t been able to tell – the picture has nothing to do with this post. Thank you to my new Aunt Debbie for taking this picture! This was our first dance – we did the Evolution of Dance – look it up on YouTube.
FYI: JAG was so trying to help me, but I kept kicking him out of the kitchen.