“What Did You Do Today?”

Don’t you hate it when your mate comes home from a hard day at work, or your boss comes up to you and says those words?  Moms do this to their kids all the time.

When it happens to me, my mind immediately goes blank.  I am programmed to answer something, so I do a quick mental scan.  I made the bed, I think.  Maybe my husband did it while I was typing on the computer.  I posted two articles, one for Manny and one for me. That’s fun stuff, so it doesn’t count.  I shouldn’t even mention it.

SFW K & S working

Kalev and I walked two miles.  That’s impressive.  I made lunch.  It was good, but hardly noteworthy when expounding on what I “did.”   Here’s the most time-consuming, “I answered emails.”  Again that activity falls into the ho-hum category.  Let’s see, I edited an article or two for “What’s Happening in the Foothills.”  That might be impressive if it hadn’t taken me two hours to tweeze out 75 words with the help of a Style Writing program that keeps shutting down.  I posted the assignment for my writing class online.  My last assignment didn’t get award-winning stars and A+ remarks from the teacher, so that took a while, too.

making lunch

So when my husband came home and asked me that intimidating question, I knew he would not be overly impressed with my morning’s work.  But now you know, I worked really hard yesterday morning, and accomplished quite a bit.  It just didn’t look impressive.

What did you do today?  (hehe)  🙂

Author: Marsha

Hi, I'm Marsha Ingrao, a retired educator and wife of a retired realtor. My all-consuming hobby is blogging and it has changed my life. My friends live all over the world. In November 2020, we sold everything and retired to the mile-high desert of Prescott, AZ. We live less than five miles from the Granite Dells, four lakes, and hundreds of trails with our dog, Kalev, and two cats, Moji and Nutter Butter. Vince's sister came with us and lives close by. Every day is a new adventure.

25 thoughts on ““What Did You Do Today?””

  1. I tend to ask my husband that and he seems to not remember or not want to share the details of work. I am dying to talk and chat away– about my errands, friends and visits with the grands…


  2. You could say “I had fun”. Not every minute has to be productive in an old-fashioned sense. Walking, reading, blogging, watching the birds…… its all good stuff to me and beats working for a living.


  3. I went for a tram ride around one of the local nature reserves. it was awesome. I ate my favourite panini and drank chai latte at Starbucks, I walked in and out of T.J. Maxx in two minutes flat. They didn’t have the one item I went in for. (How’s that for discipline?) 🙂


    1. That is awesome. It helps when they don’t have anything you want! hehehe. I took back a bunch of things to Sears that either didn’t fit quite right, or had huge blue marks on them that I didn’t see when buying enamored me! So I am $45 richer than I was yesterday! 🙂


  4. Lately I find the answer easy. Yesterday I sanded the bar and put lacquer on it. Today I’m sanding it again and putting on the second coat. Aren’t you glad you asked? LOL 😀


      1. I sleep like a baby 😉 I get help for the major jobs and do the ‘smaller’ones like the bar myself – even though the bar is 3.5 metres (or 12 ft) long LOL 😀 I’ll get some pics of it when I’m finished (after about 10 coats of varnish!)

        It annoys me that I can’t do the big jobs, but hubby has banned me from ladders and power tools because I’m so clumsy 😉


        1. To me the bar is a BIG job! I am so klutzy. My husband doesn’t like the quality of my work very much either, so basically, I hibernate when it’s time to do a major project now. I was tearing down walls, and holding up header boards when we first started working on the place, but I lost interest after I bumped my head a few times on the walk in dumpster, and dribbled some paint on the new cement porch. Good thing I have some other redeeming qualities. 🙂


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