We just did diced canned tomatoes today. There weren't a lot to do, but they were fairly small and had a lot of bad spots. First, we washed them and cut out all the bad. Yehoshua stuck by me the whole time, helping. (And occasionally sucking on a tomato!)
As we washed and cored the tomatoes, I heated up some water on the stove. We cleaned out the sink and put the tomatoes in one side and poured the boiling water over them.
Soon we were busy peeling. Yehoshua actually peeled several all by himself before getting bored. His shirt was a mess when we finished, and he has tomatoes down his arms and a big streak across his forehead. (Joshua saw him and said, "What happened to Yehoshua's face?!")
After the tomatoes were peeled, all I did was bring them to a boil and can them by open kettle. I got 15 pints, which is an okay amount. Added to my other stash from a few weeks ago, we'll have plenty to last all winter now. :D
We got up at 6:45 this morning, and after I had fed Eliyahu, I packed Joshua's lunch and made breakfast. Then Yehoshua and I started in on the tomatoes. They took a while. We had a quick lunch of Dutch Cheese Patties with some thrown-together chicken gravy.
Then it was time to wash dishes and try unsuccessfully to get the children down for naps. Yehoshua completely skipped his nap today. He just never fell asleep (usually he goes right to sleep!), and kept calling out "Hi, Uncle Richard!" to my brother who was upstairs doing school work on a computer.
Yehoshua was fairly well-behaved, considering his skipped nap, but unfortunately I think I am too spoiled by his nap times and I feel that I need his nap as much or more than he does! I felt like a complete grump (I imagine getting only a few hours of sleep the night before contributed to that) and imagined that my day was going much worse than it truly was.
Late in the afternoon, my parents brought over a washing machine that they had sitting in their garage. They were going to give it to my grandma, because she still uses a wringer washer!! But when she found out that ours had died, she said we should bring it over here and use it. Awfully kind of her!!
It was a little sad seeing my beautiful (non-working) washer heading out the door. It used to be our dear friends' washer and it just seems like it should still work!! But I have talked to different people and they say it will cost more to repair than to replace. And YHWH has provided a replacement, and even at no cost to us!! What a huge blessing!! So I am thankful (and only sad for sentimental reasons!).
I got right to work cleaning up the "new" (older! haha) washer, as it had a lot of iron built up on it, and a little dirt from sitting. I scrubbed and ran hot water through and then washed a load of diapers. Yep, first load in my new washer... diapers! haha
The house is rather dirty (or, maybe just more dirty than usual; not unliveable, but I am a perfectionist) and the children were getting cranky and I still had more dishes to wash, and it was getting late... I turned into a complete grump (if I wasn't already) because my arm was aching from trying to do everything while holding the baby.
I finally got Eliyahu down for bed and then the phone rang (some dumb recording! grr! It could at least have been someone I wanted to talk to! haha) and Eliyahu started crying and wouldn't be consoled. I felt about ready to go crazy, and I'm not sure why! haha
So, I decided to call my mom and tell her that I had gotten the tomatoes canned (she always likes to hear how many quarts or pints I got!) and a load of laundry washed (since I had been going over to use her washer all week!). She asked how my evening was going and I told her all that was happening, and she said,
"Well, it sounds like you got a lot done! And it's only 8:00. The kids will probably be asleep soon and you can finish things up. It sounds like you've accomplished a lot!"
And suddenly I realised that I had gotten some things done. And the children really weren't all that cranky. The house could wait until next week to be cleaned. Things really weren't so bad.
I love how my mom is always so positive about life. I hadn't told her I felt frazzled and crazified. I mentioned Yehoshua's skipped nap and stuff, but I wasn't complaining to her, but yet she came back with positive words and cheerfulness.
My mom hasn't had an easy life; by that I mean that she has had to work very hard and has done without many things (for years on end) that most people (even me!) would find it hard to live without. She is a wonderful example of someone who has learned to be content and to enjoy, love, and serve her family.
So, I felt a lot better after our phonecall, and I got the children off to bed and started cleaning up. I plan to get a good amount of sleep tonight, and have a good day tomorrow. Yay!