My husband is great about sharing the housework to keep things running around here. But there are some areas where we each have our strengths.
His jobs include:
- Carrying the garbage out to the curb
- Picking up gallons of milk and other miscellaneous items at the store on his way home from work
- Replacing light bulbs
- Repairing things
- Starting fires
- and Killing bugs
I am willing to help with all but the last one.
“Mom! There’s a bug on the toilet seat!” my daughter screamed this morning.
“Go tell your dad. He’s in charge of bugs,” I was able to calmly reply. (Whew! Got out of that one!)
I do a lot of the picking up of rooms, folding laundry, dusting, vacuuming and kitchen cleaning, which makes sense because he is gone at work all day. He would actually help more if I didn’t keep banning him from certain household chores. I just like things done my way, sometimes.
But there are a few things we both agree are definitely MY job:
- Determining whether an outfit is appropriate and if it matches. (“I don’t think you are allowed to wear pink socks with a blue shirt. Better ask your mom.”)
- Deciding if a snack is appropriate at a certain time. (“I don’t think you can eat Cheetos for breakfast. Better ask your mom.”)
- Making phone calls. You know, arranging car pools, play dates, making doctor’s appointments.
- Figuring out WHAT we will eat at mealtime. My husband has no problem cooking a meal, but deciding what we will eat is another story.
- Finding ANYTHING. A lost sock. A lost backpack. A lost toy. I am the only person in the house who is capable of that job. And it’s not for lack of effort. It seems to be a genetic code that is only granted to women of a certain age. (I’m exaggerating, of course!)
Sometimes it’s tempting to get frustrated if someone else can’t match up a shirt and pants or find the missing glove. But then I have to remember, it’s WAY better than killing spiders… or carrying out the garbage!
What about you? How do the chores break down at YOUR house?