All right. Here it is.
I work full time and still have to do ALL those things. Well, not take care of parents and inlaws. My parents and inlaws are all in decent health and still working themselves.
In fact, everyone in my family and my husband’s family works. And then they go home and make dinner, clean up, toss in laundry, say prayers with the children, make cupcakes for the bake sale, check their facebook, engage in marital relations, and fall asleep. This is the way it is for pretty much everyone I know.
It’s what my mother did. It’s what my mother’s mother did. It’s what my father’s mother did. It’s what my great-grandmothers did. It’s what all my aunties did (except for one whose husband eventually left her for a woman half her age). It’s what my sisters do. It’s what all my friends do. It is how IT is. No woman or girl I associate with in real life expects otherwise. Oh, they may get a few years hiatus when their kids are babies, though they’ll probably help out with the babies of a sister or friend to make a little on the side, but that’s only because childcare costs so darn much that if they did work, they’d basically be working for free! But no one actually expects that they will have the sort of life where all they have to do is look after their own home without even a single kid to mess it up!
If some childless woman has managed to work the system so all they have to do is mop their own parquet, mow their own lawn, and learn to crochet their own doilies, I say “more power to them!” But you’re not going to get too far trying to convince people that it’s the same thing as doing that AND holding a job too.
Everyone who has a household, has to take care of their household. It doesn’t matter if they are parents or how many jobs they have, they have to clean their house, pay bills, run errands, bathe the dog, and all of that. Who do you think does it for working women? Do you think they have a team of domestics or something? They have to dust the tchotchkes in their curios in the same 24 hours everyone else gets and they don’t usually expect a medal for it. When I lay down at night, and I look back at my day, I’m thinking of the time I spent with my family and difference I made for my students. I’m not thinking about what a great job I did cleaning out the fridge. It’s just not that important.
And in case people haven’t noticed, taking care of a home isn’t nearly the amount of work it was a couple generations ago. We have things like vacuum sweepers, Magic Erasers, convection ovens, washers and dryers, and wash and wear cotton. It’s not like you have to go out on the porch and scrub your husband’s skivvies on a washboard, hang them on the line, and then starch and iron those bad boys! I mean, you can if you want to, of course, but don’t expect people to throw you a party for it because that’s freakin weird!
I just don’t get complaining that people don’t heap respect on unemployed, childless women for doing a fraction of what everyone else has to do. It’s somewhat akin to complaining that no one understands how hard it is to win the lottery! Just be thankful that you are blessed enough to have that lifestyle!