The sensational un-sensational

I think I have to make dinner by six o’clock tonight. That’s when the kids will be home from after school sports, and my husband doesn’t want to eat too late. The house has to be cleaned too. I still have four loads of laundry to wash, dry, fold, and put away neatly. My husband doesn’t like when things aren’t put away neatly. I hope I have enough to make a nice salad tonight. I completely forgot to pick up tomatoes at the grocery store today. I might have time to run out quick while the next load of laundry is washing. I can’t forget to polish the furniture in the family room and vacuum through the house. My husband, Jim, he has such good vision. He was actually able to tell that I forgot to vacuum the house yesterday. I really should be more careful. He works hard at his job to provide for his family, and I am honored that he allows me to make dinner for him. I heard on the news this morning of a woman whose husband stayed home with their children while she went to work during the days. I really don’t know what this world is coming to. Honestly I’ve already wasted so much time today and there is still much to do.
I am so lucky to have a husband who lets me work in my house. I do wish that I could spend more time outside of the house, but Jim would disapprove. I know I shouldn’t be so selfish, but I think I would be a little more content if I could go with him when he takes the children to the park on Saturdays. I understand though that the windows need to be washed on Saturdays. He works so hard during the week, and he needs his relaxation during the weekend. I should light the candles for tonight. Jim really loves relaxing candle-lit dinners. I’ll just have to make sure to buy more matches when I stop by the supermarket. Perhaps if I light one now the aroma will fill the air and greet my husband and children when they walk in. I have so many dishes yet to wash up before dinner. I can’t believe I forgot the tomatoes. Jim hates it when his salad doesn’t have tomatoes. I have to find time to shower and look presentable too. I don’t want Jim losing interest after all. After having four children my body is certainly not what it was when Jim and I were first married. He doesn’t always seem as interested in me as he used to, and I often see him talking to other women. It’s not his fault of course. I should be exercising more so that I look better, and I am beginning to show signs of age. I really must shower and make myself up before he gets home tonight.
This candle smells lovely and it has already begun to fill the house. It’s resting under the kitchen curtains, and curtains just engulfed in flames. I am surprised at how quickly the small flame spread and covered the entire curtain surrounding the window. The blaze is so beautiful. It is interesting how it makes the kitchen even brighter than the sun that was coming through the window earlier. I still have to wash a lot of dishes, and do the laundry. I suppose I won’t have to worry about washing the kitchen curtain though. I am now watching the blaze from my living room. The entire kitchen is engulfed, which means I won’t have to worry about the dishes. The heat is almost unbearable, and I think it’s time now that I should go to the supermarket and pick up those tomatoes.