Here’s the thing…running your own business and working from home is awesome. When I started selling my sewing patterns, I never did intend to make a business of it, but over time things have fallen nicely into place and now I find myself “working” from home and contributing to the family bills. With any kind of commitment, comes work though. Unfortunately I don’t sit around and sew all day (ah, wouldn’t that be great?!). Aside from the usual day to day jobs that come with being a wife and mother, I spend many hours on the computer answering emails, working out finances, writing up patterns, not to mention keeping the blog updated and things running over on Facebook. There is lots to think about every single day. I love it though. If I didn’t love it, I wouldn’t be doing it.
But sometimes I miss the old me. The me with had a baby or two at home, got bored because there was “nothing to do”, managed to take a walk every day without feeling like it was wasting precious time, the me who would cook for the sake of it, sit on the couch and watch a bit of midday telly and read a magazine in the afternoon. It was pretty cruisy back then!
So yesterday I declared it “house-wifey” day. I didn’t do anything “work” related. I got the kids up at the bench and we cooked cheese and bacon scrolls followed by caramel popcorn together. There was delicious chicken noodle soup for dinner and some of Clare’s scrumptious rocky road to finish it off. Then I went with Mum to visit a sick friend. Came home and did a bit of housework and sat on the couch and read with the kids for awhile. I felt like I had accomplished a lot, my mind was refreshed and it didn’t matter that there were still a gazillion emails sitting unanswered and I hadn’t worked out the tricky bit on my new pattern.
Next time I’m feeling over it, I’m scheduling another “house-wifey” day – kinda like taking a sickie from work but I feel good!
