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Name: Crazy Bitch
Home: Portland, Oregon, United States
About Me: I've always enjoyed writing, so long as it's something I know about - like me. I'm a student. A mother. A sister. A homeowner. A perfectionist. I try to keep them as separate as possible, but sometimes they intertwine - which is NEVER a good thing. I love shoes. I love dancing, although I don't really know how. I love loud music, bonfires and the occasional glass of beer. I love my family. I love my life. And ever so slowly, I'm learning to love myself.
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| Monday, April 19, 2004 |
Wifely Duties. To me that means sex. But does it? I am a housewife, i.e. wife of the house. I had some irritating thoughts in my head this morning. Wanted to write them down right away, but I had put off showering until nearly 11 am. I couldn't put it off any longer. Anyway, I was thinking about my role as a wife - what is expected, and not expected of me. For all of us who think the role of the 50's housewife is history, perhaps we need to look it over again.
What is expected of me?
Non-stop happy. Can you imagine? I am anything but.
Always in the mood.
Mother/wife role switching at a snap of the fingers.
Always have something to do, but not so much to affect my mood in a negative way.
Keep up the house.
Keep up the laundry.
Keep up the kids.
Never complain.
Have friends.
Go shopping during the day.
Not spend any money.
Stay busy at night.
Stay not so busy at night.
Not get fat.
Not be so busy getting thin that the house gets neglected, or the laundry, or the kids, or the husband.
Make sure there is dinner on the table.
By the time I'm done thinking about all of the stuff I should be doing, nothing got done. I hate routines. I need routines. Ugh.
How did women like June Cleaver do it?
Laundry Monday
Ironing Tuesday
Vacuuming Wednesday
Something Thursday
Shopping Friday
If only my kids had enough clothes that I would only have to do laundry once a week.
Laundry. I hate laundry. Laundry is my career. I invested $2000 in my career, to make my life easier. I still hate laundry. It's never ending. That's what a housewife's job is - never ending. Never ending laundry. Never ending dishes. Never ending dirty floors, bathrooms, bedrooms.
This job is sucking all intelligence out of my brain. All I want to do is sit in my little room and type. Go away children. Go away dogs. Go away husband. |
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