I’m not sure how to say this, so I’m just going to say it… I’m not cut out for “chores.” As terrible as it sounds, Eric really does pretty much everything. He cooks, he cleans, he does laundry, he takes care of the dogs, and I’m just too busy being fake exhausted. Plus, American Idol is in season and I have to see what J.Lo is wearing.
Lately, however, I have been trying to do a lot more around the house. Eric deserves an awesome wife that takes care of him completely, but he chose me instead, so I’m trying to meet him somewhere in the middle. I always thought I would be the domestic type, but it’s easy to idolize domestic life when you’ve grown up with a cleaning lady and your definition of being domestic is leaving cash on the counter for her once a week. My parents always made me unload the dishwasher every day growing up, so obviously I hate unloading the dishwasher now. Yesterday I did 2 loads of dishes, laundry, cleaning, AND I made dinner all by myself.
Unfortunately, the biggest side affect of all this domestic stuff is that I need A LOT of praise when I do something. I’m not the type that does something nice and never needs recognition for it. I need a banner, a high five, a Facebook post, and a thank you note each time I do the laundry. Luckily, Eric doesn’t mind giving me praise and I don’t mind taking care of him so I think I’ll continue to stay on this new housewife track.
Except for Wednesdays and Thursdays because I have to watch American Idol.