2007-03-18 - 12:49 p.m.
Let me tell you about the curse of the housewife.
You can not ever have a bad day.
Ever. No matter who poops all over themselves or the furniture. Or how many times you step on the tiny pointed toys that aren't picked up even though you have put them away yourself several times and asked the kids to pick them up a million times.
Or if you get really pissed off because your sliding/hidden/trashcan drawer thingy is broken and your fucking carpenter husband won't fix it. Not to mention the fact that YOU YOURSELF fixed it 2 weeks ago the best you could and then it broke AGAIN and the husband still won't fix it.
Or if you get annoyed, like you do everyday because there is a 1 year old 8' square hole in your ceiling of you kitchen that your husband won't fix either.
OH, and you can never mention anything about how bad your day was, or frustrating, or upset you got that day because you know what? You didn't do anything all day.
Did you know that? Nothing. Obviously, because you were at home.
News flash asshole. It's you that does nothing when you are home all day. Not me. When I'm doing "nothing" it's because I've already made the beds, cleaned the house and both bathrooms and the litter box, fed the kids breakfast, (because this is still before lunch) and I'm just waiting for the dryer to get done so I can fold some MORE FUCKING CLOTHES!!!
Did I mention you must never talk about how the kids don't listen to you because "you are home with them all day".
Oh wait, "Doing nothing."
And if anyone reads this who is not a housewife and thinks I'm over reacting and I'm getting live your dream because you work 40 hours a week somewhere other than home, Shut the hell up.
At the end of the day you go home, to your kids whom you have not seen all day and talk and play and then in a few hours they go to bed, and in the morning you get them up send them out the door and get at least an 8 hour break. I get no breaks. Not one, I'm lucky if I get to go to the bathroom with the door shut. Really lucky if no one is crying while I'm in the bathroom, regardless if the door is shut or not.
Just forget it. That is the motto of the housewife. Because no matter how much you ask, or wish, this is it.
