Growing up Saturdays were for chores in my house. My mom kept a calendar (she was all about being fair) and each of the three of us had a specific chore to do. Conveniently we had a shared bathroom, the living room, and the kitchen which all had to be cleaned. Sometimes to change it up so we wouldn’t get bored mom would let us divide the chores into dusting, vacuuming and folding laundry, which always seemed like it’d be the easiest but would end up lasting all day.
Because I’m prone to melodrama I often say that my mom cleaned me to death when I was little and that’s why I don’t mind some clutter around the house. But she also cursed me. I can’t watch television, work on my book or even cook dinner if my house isn’t clean. What’s up with that? I mean I literally have to stop what I’m doing and get out the vacuum and get the dirt the kids tracked in before I can do anything else!
I’m thankful for that though because one thing all those Saturdays of cleaning taught me was how to function in our family and as part of a team. Another of my mom’s edicts was that no one could go outside and play until everyone was done. That meant that if I finished first I’d go and help my sisters and vice versa. I can see now how one of us might have manipulated the others but that never happened.
We lived in a rural location so there were no other kids around to play with. It was just us and that made it very important that we’d all be outside at the same time.
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