J is away at school, which has been unfun. I’ve been consoling myself by reading a lot. We’re in the middle of a horrible heat wave so the idea of going out during the day makes me just go euuuwww. So reading and knitting it is, not that that is such a hardship of course.  The lawn is dead more or less but I do need a weedwacker to get those level with the yard so my big task is to go pick one up today. Then tomorrow I can trim everything down and make it look nice.  There really isn’t any other news other than my continuing glee that housing prices are continuing to fall. Bad news for my mom, most excellent news for me. Of course should the dreaded words occur…well I picked out a house down the road. It’s chief virtue is that it doesn’t make me want to puke. Considering my almost universal reaction to new construction is that I loathe it, that’s saying something.  One thing that I find oh so perpetually loathsome is how some members of my family feel the need to continue to ask how I spend my days. Then they find it incredible that I actually find it enjoyable to be a housewife. I realize I’ll be going back to work when we move and I’m ok with that but I have loved being home. I love having the time and the energy to take care of my home. I love being able to spend time with my husband that does not involve running errands or cleaning or whatever. We’ve been very happy this way. Considering the individual who said these things though…perhaps she would find being home less boring if she had a hobby or picked up a book. I don’t understand why so many people seem to think I sit around and eat bon bons all the time cause I don’t. I get up and make breakfast and then I clean up the house and I do the yard crap and I make him lunch five days a week. I also make dinner, I do pretty much everything. If we don’t have a problem with it I don’t see how it’s anyone else’s concern. Up until recently I also did a ton of volunteer work. Usually I chalk up the comments to envy but since she’s retired it can’t be that. I think sometimes it’s because they can’t find ways of entertaining themselves. The downside is that we have only the one car and that there is a little less money. However… by the time I paid the cost of going to work and all the take out we’d probably end up eating I’m not sure I’d really gain much by working. At least not here.  Really what it comes down to is this is how I have been the happiest.