Adventures in Domestication


Not only am I capable of keeping everyone in clean underpants and clean bowls and spoons (it only took 9 years!), I have become one of those women who has a Right Way to load the dishwasher.  As in, it makes me a little twitchy when someone does it another way.  I am, of course, grateful for the efforts, but it takes a rather large effort not to hip check the person out of the way and load the dishwasher myself.

I am now going to fail to declutter the family room in order to read my book about Spiritualism in America in the latter half of the 19th century.  There's only so much domestic competence I can manage.


Comments

Mrs. Bear said…
I'm not naturally a homemaking ninja, but have also found that a number of years of diligent effort have provided an impressive foil (ha ha, well, sometimes it's able to impress). I do, in fact, have a set of elaborate rules for dishwasher-loading, and have had to loosen up considerably in order to lovingly accept eager helping hands in this regard...I commend your noble efforts!
November 18, 2012 at 9:01 PM
LysistratasDaughter said…
I am naturally the total opposite of a homemaking ninja, but yeah, after a while, and a pile of kids, the pain of NOT doing housework starts to far outweigh my annoyance at doing it. And then you have to teach that pile of kids how to do basic household tasks, so they go out into the world reasonably competent, which requires a balance between allowing for the process of learning and needing to have the job done at a certain level.
November 18, 2012 at 9:35 PM
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