You get what your pay for, dear

Anyone who's read this blog religiously knows I've been fired before. Fact is, I should have been fired from my ongoing, full-time job --eight and a half years ago. I suck at managing our home. Routine maintenance, like unloading the clothes dryer, can be neglected for days. We regularly run out of supplies, e.g. toilet paper, cereal... The taxi service is often rushed and reaches it's destination late.

This would not do in a real workplace. Poor performance should not be rewarded with even standard of living pay raises.

My substandard performancesreplaces the efficiency of a cook, laundress, cleaning person, procurement officer and driver. But I'm cheap labor.

Meow

Our daily summer camp commute and my car is crammed with gear: a bag of extra clothes for my daughter and me, swim stuff (just in case), one bag for snacks and toys, my reading material, lunch boxes, two kids' backpacks. I look like a hoarder. Any passerby must think I'm an old lady, with lots of cats.