Originally posted by Boozy
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I have done both. I have worked like a dog my entire life punching The Man's timeclock.
Got laid off in February. Now I'm a housefrau. Frankly, I love it and wish I'd quit my job years ago. After decades of slaving away for a few bucks while my personal life falls into neglect and my house stays filthy and in disrepair, I work for my family. And yes, it's amazingly fulfilling.
I liked my job quite a bit. Still, selling my time for money began to feel very, very desperate to me. Even for good pay.
I'm actually busier than I was before I got laid off.
Here's my current job description:
Take care of three year old. This means get up and make her breakfast, do school lessons for a bit, play with her, read to her, dress her, make her lunch, set her up with her nap. Take her to daycare at least once a week so I have a free day to do freelance work on.
Clean house: a never ending job with a child. Too many chores to list here. I also have a fifty five foot long deck included in this "housecleaning" thing. So you have to add sweeping, mildew-removal and cleaning of furniture, and pruning deck plantings.
Yardwork: Mowing, pruning, weeding, raking, sweeping. Doing some serious landscaping in the back. The front is next. My back is killing me.
Errands: Running to post office at least once a week for husband.
Shopping for food and supplies. Also, managing large purchases (such as large appliances, like the fridge I just ordered)
Home repair: we are in a state of constant home improvement so there is painting, drywall work, various installations such as moldings and whatnot that I am doing.
Laundy: I have a child. It never freaking ends. This includes repair, sewing buttons, fixing zippers, etc.
Managing contractors and deliverymen. Have some coming in next week.
Freelance graphic work: husband is converting his digital comic for an iPhone application (ComiXology) and basically hired me to convert the files for him. Also, various small jobs I pick up here and there.
InLaw's house: Run upstate every couple weeks to clean elderly inlaw's ginormous house (long story, but they pay me)
I have an unemployed friend with no kids who probably works as hard as I do. If you think either of us is sitting around on our asses, think again. I've actually lost a bunch of weight. I've literally worked it off.
Is my husband supporting me? Yes. I'm supporting him by taking care of ourhome life while he earns our money. He comes home to a clean house with supper cooking. Instead of two frazzled, harried people coming off the job and frantically trying to squeeze in supper, child care time, and prep for the next day, you have two people enjoying some quality family time in a nice environment.
Frankly, this ROCKS.
Here's the difference between being supported and being independent. I had a career, and I could have one again. I have skills, a kickass resume, and a portfolio. I am not dependent on my husband. I can make my own way. However, right now, this is what we choose and it's working out great for everyone.
It's not about women asserting themselves by having a career. It's about women asserting themselves by having a CHOICE.
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