So,
the past week, I cooked a spinach quiche which kind of looked like this,
Stuffed Zucchini which really looked exactly like the recipe,
And frittata and the varied others from my previous post.
Admittedly I went overboard with the whole cooking bit but I really did enjoy the trying out recipes.
But I am getting a bit bloody tired of doing the whole cooking/cleaning/loading dishwasher routine and would like to be wined and dined now.
I know I should really change my attitude toward the whole housework for the boy does help cut and clean and cook, does the laundry by himself and the ironing and is obssessively clean and tidy.
But somehow the whole act of cooking, getting the food ready and hot, loading the dishwasher, seems to have fallen under 'my job' category while the boy is a visiting colleague helping with special projects.
Also not having a car of my own at my disposal and having to ask the boy for the car - the whole asking for permission for the car to go to gym, library, beach or anywhere or ask (ugh) to be taken out , even though the boy has never made me feel like that I am asking for permission (atleast not obviously), - has gotten to me.
It gets me thinking of my future married life and my role in it. I always thought I might enjoy the being a housewife thing. But now I am v.ambivalent about it.
On the one hand, I don't like working for the corporate world. I don't like working period because I am too bloody lazy and really have the work ethics of a slug.
But on the other hand, I love having my own car and being able to drive off on my own without having to bother others.
This whole thing is not just about the car. It's about the power relationship between the boy and I. I have always been a power hungry wench. And somehow being at home this past week has slowly shifted the balance of power in the boy's favor. Or maybe I am just being paranoid.
Or maybe I am listening to my mom too much. She, who once made me promise, I would never ever quit my job to stay at home for that she said, will be the social death of you. My mom is a drama queen too.
Either way, love though I the different cooking, i am stopping it for now and have decided to go for substandard meals for now.
The Boy gets it, I think for he asked me if I was missing being at the office.
Maybe the whole thing was a ploy of Boy's to get me to experience the full and complete reality of working from home.
Uhm...I don't know.
Update: Read an of uber moms who blends work and baby. And then thankfully, pragmatic souls posted saner views.
the past week, I cooked a spinach quiche which kind of looked like this,
Stuffed Zucchini which really looked exactly like the recipe,
And frittata and the varied others from my previous post.
Admittedly I went overboard with the whole cooking bit but I really did enjoy the trying out recipes.
But I am getting a bit bloody tired of doing the whole cooking/cleaning/loading dishwasher routine and would like to be wined and dined now.
I know I should really change my attitude toward the whole housework for the boy does help cut and clean and cook, does the laundry by himself and the ironing and is obssessively clean and tidy.
But somehow the whole act of cooking, getting the food ready and hot, loading the dishwasher, seems to have fallen under 'my job' category while the boy is a visiting colleague helping with special projects.
Also not having a car of my own at my disposal and having to ask the boy for the car - the whole asking for permission for the car to go to gym, library, beach or anywhere or ask (ugh) to be taken out , even though the boy has never made me feel like that I am asking for permission (atleast not obviously), - has gotten to me.
It gets me thinking of my future married life and my role in it. I always thought I might enjoy the being a housewife thing. But now I am v.ambivalent about it.
On the one hand, I don't like working for the corporate world. I don't like working period because I am too bloody lazy and really have the work ethics of a slug.
But on the other hand, I love having my own car and being able to drive off on my own without having to bother others.
This whole thing is not just about the car. It's about the power relationship between the boy and I. I have always been a power hungry wench. And somehow being at home this past week has slowly shifted the balance of power in the boy's favor. Or maybe I am just being paranoid.
Or maybe I am listening to my mom too much. She, who once made me promise, I would never ever quit my job to stay at home for that she said, will be the social death of you. My mom is a drama queen too.
Either way, love though I the different cooking, i am stopping it for now and have decided to go for substandard meals for now.
The Boy gets it, I think for he asked me if I was missing being at the office.
Maybe the whole thing was a ploy of Boy's to get me to experience the full and complete reality of working from home.
Uhm...I don't know.
Update: Read an of uber moms who blends work and baby. And then thankfully, pragmatic souls posted saner views.
4 comments:
It'll be different when you buy a place together. More equal status. But if you do want to be a housewife, you'll have to find a way to equal the balance...all the housewives I ever met seem to have a firm grasp on a good deal of the 'power' in the household.
M.L.
i second you're mom .
my mom always told me the same thing too & thank god i listened to her!
After listening to your view points my humble opinion is that:
1)Yes, you were being a bit paranoid. I do that to myself all the time too!!
2)Housework does get mundane after you are at it for while, no matter how much one shares chores.
3)I work from home too sometimes, and I definitely do not cook when I work from home. I actually devote 8 hrs like a regular work day to work, with a lunch break (left-overs)and all. That way there is no time to:walk the dog, cook the food, load the dishwasher etc etc. All these 'we' get to after work hours when my husband joins me after work.
I have no clue how mom's balance work and kids and home - we just have to figure it out as we go along I guess!
Momo
I'm so totally with you on the lazy bit... Man... Can't life be easier on me?! And for all that lazy talk, i don't know if i can be a stay at home wife... Hmmm... I'm confusing. I give up.
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