Household Chores: Man’s Work
In my household, we typically split up the chores pretty traditionally. I take care of traditionally female things like laundry and calendar coordination and my husband takes care of traditionally male things like yard work and paying the bills. Normally I don’t really mind this, but every once in a while, when we have the opportunity to switch roles, I wonder if I’ve been missing out.
We are in the process of painting our kitchen. I’m terrible at painting. I thoroughly enjoy demo – knocking things down, removing wallpaper, etc., but any craft requiring being neat and precise is not for me. In addition to painting, the lawn needed to be mowed badly. Like, the neighbors were probably going to form a task force to get us kicked out of the neighborhood badly. So, since painting trim was not my thing, I decided to tackle the lawn. It was a nice day out, not too hot, gorgeous and sunny. After a quick tutorial on how to use our mower, I set out to tackle the
In addition for being outside on a beautiful day, mowing gave me time to think. There is something meditative about the monotony of mowing the lawn; going back and forth over and over all while alone with my thoughts. I tried to solve the problem of when we should work grocery shopping into our schedule. I wrote this blog post in my head. I thought about how good I felt that one time I ran and vowed to try and do it more. I also kept thinking about how instantly gratifying mowing the lawn is. One second it’s long, the next it’s not. It’s really that simple…not like the painting task that still needs to be completed.
I’m thinking about trading in my washing machine for the lawn mower. I wonder how my husband will feel about that since I’m pretty sure he’s been keeping this secret to himself for years now.