Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Ward and June

In honor of worrying early and often, I am already worried about the day we move back to the USA (which is hopefully not imminent). The reason I am worried is because Kyle is completely spoiled. They say that you should not do anything for your husband in the first year of marriage that you don't want to be doing for the rest of your life. Considering that we moved over here after only four months of marriage and he works and I don't; I think I am screwed. I realized all of this last night as I hauled the groceries up four flights of stairs, made a chicken pecan casserole from scratch, then proceeded to make a granola dessert "just because" and then wash all the dishes that these things entailed. As I was doing this I made the bed, tidied up the house, and had two loads of laundry running that I then folded and put back in his drawers before he had probably even noticed they were gone.

Now, I know many, many women do all of these things on a regular basis. However, I don't want to become one of those women. When we lived in Montgomery, AL (for those first four months of marriage), Kyle and I equally shared all of the household duties. He could cook and do a load of laundry as well as I could. But somehow in these last 14 months of not doing any of those things, he has "dumbed down." In his defense, living abroad is difficult enough that a couple must often 'divide and conquer' the tasks just to survive -- I have no idea about how he pays the bills and (for the first three months) he no idea how to start the dishwasher (but don't worry, he has learned). But it seems a little bit easier to me to hit a few keys on the keyboard then get on your hands and knees to scrub the kitchen floor.

Footnote: I am not saying I don't have a great life here too, but I just think there will be a lot of adjusting on both our parts when we move back, and I like to point out Kyle's weaknesses more than mine :)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Cheers Emily! We are supposed to be leaving soon and my worry has escalated. Last year I started doing all the laundry and only putting mine away. I leave his downstairs, folded neatly of course, for him to take up and put away. I also like that he does see the piles and recognizes the work I've done. Because you are right when it is all done and put away, he has no idea and wonders what I do all day!