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What to Do Before Your Husband Gets Home • Hilary Bernstein – (From Sarah : Comments  


Hilary Berstein: What To Do Before Your Husband Gets Home.

From Sarah: When I was a Stay At Home Mom, I wasn’t married. I never had any of the worries other moms had about how there house looked when there husbands got home. I ran a homeschool/daycare/preschool/ afterschool program from my home. I had a huge house. The basement and a few of the main level rooms were used as part of the school. It was easy to keep the main areas of the house clean. 

I really didn’t have trouble keeping everything picked up back then. After we got done with an area, the kids and I cleaned it up. 

Since I often had kids spending the night or even living with me, it worked out well. At the end of a normal day, anything that hadn’t been picked up was taken care of by the time parents were due. Usually. 

There were a lot of exceptions. 

It’s harder for me now. I am older. Health issues are greater. Plus I have depression issues. Everything that use to be easy is now hard. 

No matter how I feel and what does or doesn’t get done before Danny gets home… I always have his tea poured and waiting for him. Snacks are often ready. I ALWAYS GREAT HIM AT THE DOOR. Always. 

I also TRY really hard to keep my mouth shut if I am not happy. 

The house has been straighten and usually looks good on the surface. The kitchen table is kept cleared.

I always ask him about his day. He never asks about mine.


My real name is Debra (Debbie Sue). Sarah is a nickname given to me in high school. My husband has always called me that so here in Florida It's all I am known by. I was born and raised in Illinois. My son and I moved to Colorado in 1982. I taught school for 17 years. Then I ran a homeschooling/preschool/daycare until 2006 when I moved to Florida after my son, Bobby died suddenly. He was almost 26. Danny and I live and work at a state park here. I miss the mountains and climate of Colorado. I miss snow and the four seasons. I miss Bobby.

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