Nathan and I both kind of wish we could afford for me to stay home. But we can't and we don't often dwell on it. And really, I enjoy my job. Of course there are days when things don't quite go my way and I get home and just feel exhausted. And it's stressful, extremely stressful on occasion.
That's why when it comes to my weekends, I usually like to watch movies or work on knitting projects or read or just generally relax. Needless to say, this doesn't do a whole lot to contribute to household duties, or "wife things." Don't worry, that's my phrase for them, Nathan would never seriously call house chores "wife things."
But yesterday, I took the menus and list I had created the night before and went grocery shopping. And for me, never having approached shopping this way, I did pretty well. I only bought 2 non-list items and only a couple name-brand things. So, after groceries were bought, I came home and saw all the dishes waiting for Nathan's attention. For about five weeks, Nathan was working 7 day weeks and then he was working hard on getting all the leaves raked up. He's pretty great. So, I rolled up my sleeves and did the dishes myself.
While that was going on, I was also working on laundry. I had a load of whites out on the line (in mid-November, I know, it's crazy.) I also put a load of our work clothes in the washer and hung them up in the basement when they were done.
And when all that was done, I made dinner. To be perfectly honest, all this happened because I wanted it to. I really enjoyed everything I did as I was working on it. It made me happy to relieve Nathan of the pressure of dirty dishes and having to go shopping.
I guess I'm not so bad at these wife things.