Sometime this summer, I was having one of those days where the laundry would just not do itself. As I bent over, sorting through the pile in front of the washing machine and getting it all loaded, I chuckled to myself.
“Well isn’t this a funny place to be.”
I know it sounds silly, but sometimes it still catches me off-guard that this is my primary gig.
The laundry and the cleaning, the cooking and caring. Housewifery skills is not what I studied in graduate school – and yet here I am, Vice President of Home Sweet Home Incorporated.