You’re a Housewife.
Yes, I am a housewife. I am also many other labels. I am a mother, wife, sister, daughter, writer, patriot, conservative, seeker, and loads of other “things” we people seem so enamored with associating to ourselves.
But to Will, I am a housewife. He said so. He also rejected any of the other labels I listed because none of them bring home any money.
And after rejecting me, wholly and unequivocally (since “housewife” is only a fraction of who I am), he continued to tell me what makes housewives happy.
Housewives are happy when they have a roof over their head, food on their plates, a home to clean, a man who is willing to work, and children to care for. Therefore, I should be the happiest woman alive and appreciate him “for a change.”
Hmph.
Double hmph.
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December 18th, 2009 at 4:40 PM
Hmmph!!!
December 18th, 2009 at 10:13 PM
My husband always uses “you are my wife!” As though that means I have no thoughts.
Hmmph!! Indeed!