Who does the dirty linen? I have a dirty battered superwoman cape for the cleaners.
It’s better to have loved and lost than to have to do forty pounds of laundry a week.
Have you been handed the superwoman cape, mine is kind of battered yet it is very much there. my weekly chore list was something like this,
- Clean kitchen
- Clean bathroom
- Clean rest of the domicile,
Eventually my cape has kind of beginning to go fray, and have become cleaning impaired so the list goes like “don’t get peanut butter on the sheets.”
The great golden life in every woman’s life was having kids, but it did not really fix me I did not somehow become more whole expect in size less botched up, or more certain just because I had a kid… I am still me with all my frayed ends ,problems and question its just that i got more exhausted and had of course have more laundry to do.
Of course laundry to do is not like my pre-washing machine days. All I have to do is to sort out the laundry and put it in. yet I really feel oppressed.
Maybe there was a generation today in their seventies who thought household chores were the primary responsibilities of the woman.
But in my own space I am truly confused. In the environment that I was brought up house work the domain of lady of the house. when I got married and my husband did the grocery shoping as it was enroute I took it as a slight. Then some stage I felt very self righteous, ”oh! If he thinks i cannot do it, then its trip.”
Sometimes my husband does do the dishes, or cooks, I found that difficult to handle too .
If I were to be honest, it was like this is my domain, I would actually perceive any assistance as trying to undermine my power, or still worse bring forth my incompetence. … get the point my incompetence… somewhere I felt incompetent. This goes for many of us from my generation.
It has taken me long to accept my husband as my partner. I still take charge of the cooking , cleaning and cribbing. I am now more rationale about division of labour. Every one is good at something, so delegating chores is easy. My husband is great when it comes shopping and cleaning the bathrooms so I leave it him. But Laundry no way he somehow does not seem to figure out which material could run colour and which are the ones that need to be washed by hand.
I like to think we in our late forties or early fifties have a done a better job of bringing our kids up, the boys are quite comfortable doing the laundry or cooking, while girls are quite okay with leaving them to it. there are no guilt trips or prototype of gender chores. Between you and me let me share a secret that Sheryl Sandberg share with me and all her readers..It turns out that a husband who does the laundry, it’s very romantic when you’re older. And it’s hard to believe when you’re younger. But it’s absolutely true.