First of all, I'd rather do almost anything than clean. When I think of giving up 3-4 hours on a Sunday to watch a football game, however, I realize that I would rather clean, iron, or work on materials for my classroom than watch this sporting event with teams and players that I can't even name.
Did this happen when I was born with ovaries instead of testes? Did this happen when I grew up with parents that cared more about reading than watching sports? Perhaps it happened when I became a home-owner, a Mom, or passed the age of 25. I am unable to pinpoint the moment that I decided against sports in favor of home, work, and family, but it definitely made me who I am today... and determined what I will not be doing this afternoon.
A toast to all of you that, like me, will be engaged in something meaningful (to you), while your hubby or significant other watches the game in the other room. Have a wonderful Sunday!!!
MWM Turns 30
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