Jan 07 2009
Hello and welcome to my world!
Well hello everyone! Seeing as this is my first blog here I’m thinking a little introduction is in order. My name is Tracy and I am a 32 year old domestic goddess. The old term use to be “homemaker,” but with all the political correctness in the world today I figured I better comply. 
Anyway back to the introductions… I am married to Bill, a 42 year old truck driver who is often away for weeks at a time driving around the country. We have a 2 year old son Matthew who is the absolute joy of our lives. He is also in his terrible two’s and tests my sanity on a daily basis. He also brings me tons of entertainment day after day. I find I am calling family and friends constantly to convey stories of his amusing antics.
So one day I’m surfing the web as usual and come across today.com and start checking it out. Then I decide I want to start blogging, but what could I possibly blog about? It has to be something I know about if I’m going to write about it all the time. It also has to be something with plenty of material so I don’t run out of stuff to write about right? I’m also thinking I enjoy reading blogs that I find amusing and I enjoy telling stories that are amusing so I want to write about something I can have a little fun with and add some humor to. Like a brick wall it slaps me in the face.. I am a 21st century housewife.. I mean domestic goddess. While this may have been a very common title to hold in say the 1950’s, it is almost extinct in America today.
When signing up to blog for today.com I submitted a sample blog which is also a good introduction into my blogging world so in closing today I am going to finish with a copy of that sample:
My new career as a 21 century housewife started a few years back when my old career ended. I was working in corporate America and had a good job with a great paycheck. When I married in October of 2005 I returned from my honeymoon to a demotion. After finding out I was pregnant the “family friendly” company I worked for decided to eliminate my position. I was devastated to say the least. Can you imagine going on job interviews at 5-6 months pregnant? You can’t hide that even if you wanted to!
As I drove home that Friday afternoon I called my husband to tell him what just happened. I was crying my eyes out and completely distraught over what we were going to do. “You’ll stay at home and raise our child,” he tells me in the same tone someone would use to say we’re out of milk can you pick some up on your way home.
The very thought was preposterous to me at first. I made more money then my husband so how we’re we going to live off his income? Well he was going to expand his business and I’d work from home to help with that and get a paycheck from the company. Over the next couple months I had to continue to work at my corporate job closing down the department. I would have never done so except it was the only way to get the severance package which included them paying for my cobra insurance until after the birth of my son, so how could I resist? I thought more and more about what I was going to do about my situation. The idea of staying at home began to grow on me. Fairytale images of June Cleaver, Lucy Ricardo and Carol Brady floated in my warped little mind to convince me this would be so perfect and wonderful. Then reality hit…
