Stone Hill Homestead

(Or whatever it is that I am)

I’m actually pretty sure there is a definitive set of skills that I should have been able to master by now. Like, getting out of bed in the morning at the same time and keeping the one bathroom we have in the house clean.

I should be able to cook a meal in thirty minutes flat and know how to effectively menu plan. Also, in spite of social media’s confirming that the laundry struggle is real, I still think I should be able to mind over matter on that one.

I KNOW how to mop a floor. But I don’t do it nearly often enough. Probably—no—most certainly. I certainly should mop more often.

I have a couple theories. One is that my kids should do more chores than they do. We’re working on that. They’ve all been assigned their own zones. They’re actually not so bad at cleaning up when I tell them that they all need to go do a pick up in their zones. They can also all do their own laundry.

My other theory is that I need to keep working at it. I started a book. “Atomic Habits,” by an author that you probably know the name of because you’ve read it entirely already. I have a tendency to try changing it all at once. That’s not going well for me. Apparently that’s a given. I’m working on piggy backing habits. Well, working on working on it. Someone of it’s sticking. But it got kind of muddy this week.

I hope that once Freyja demands to be milked every day it’s going to set some routines in stone that the rest of my life will revolve around. I’m not sure if I’m dreading this or if I’m looking forward to it.

I’d like to start writing. That’s a habit I’d really like to establish. I used to. Now whenever I sit down to write I feel like something that felt very thingish inside of me looks a lot different when it’s out in the open for everyone to look at. But here it is. Just kind of messy and thrown up there. Like a lot of my life. I guess that’s real enough then.

Also, I’m perfectly aware that farm animals and puppies have very little to do with laundry and mopped floors and habits in general. Or maybe they have everything to do with it. Anyway, there it is. There they are.