There are times when I feel like I am the one that does "it all". I get whiny and bitchy and feel sorry for myself. Why am I the only one who does...? But when it comes right down to it Carole's Ten on Tuesday, "10 Things You Can Do Yourself But You Get Your Spouse/Significant Other To Do Instead", just doesn't apply as Smith and I share the chores around the house.
It's the prep work that ends up being all mine. The planning, the shopping (do not send anyone else to do the grocery shopping it isn't worth it!), and the kick off of the plan.
Since Smith and I are the only ones who live here we have no one else to help. But, Smith does many things without being asked.
1. He does the laundry as often as I do.
2. He takes care of Moxie and walks him, feeds him, gives him pills and clean up after his messes more than I do.
3. If he's at home he will help with dinner and there are times he does it all.
4. He does the vacuuming and he cleans the carpet on a regular basis.
5.He does all the home improvements and special projects (he's now painting our bedroom).
6. He takes out the garbage (but only after being asked).
7. He cleans the kitchen and does the dishes every day.
8. Although, it's his "thing", he takes care of the garden. I'm good at harvesting, as I like to eat the veggies. He likes to make things grow and enjoys the social aspect of a community garden.
It's weekends like the one just past where I spend two days grocery shopping, teaching, cooking, cleaning, and paying bills, plus taking care of Moxie, that make me feel alone. Smith was working, I wanted to play, but first, I needed to pay the piper. The weather was PERFECT, and I was stuck inside. If only I hadn't felt the obligation to "get it done", I could have/should have played hooky!
When all is said and done, I have no room to complain. But the bottom line is, why shouldn't I have the wherewithal to take care of myself? To cook, clean, and do my own laundry? When I ask myself that I realize all I have and how thankful I should be I can do it all.