Do you ever wonder why you even bother doing things for people when they don’t even appreciate it? I spent an hour cooking dinner tonight and no one ate but me. The sad thing is that when I don’t cook, I get snide remarks about not doing anything. It make me wonder sometimes why I even try. So, I am not cooking unless it is something for my son and I. If anyone else wants to eat, then they can fix a sandwich.
I am tired of hurting myself to do things for people that do not appreciate it. With my back problems, it is hard for me to do laundry, dishes, sweeping and just housework in general. Standing over the stove cooking really puts me in a painful place. Maybe someday, I can afford to hire someone to come do these mundane tasks for me. Haha-I can dream, can’t I?