Stuff and things and money and feminism, how's that for a light Monday post?
Monday, October 1, 2012 at 8:23PM Moving, it's sucking the life force out of me. If, by life force, you mean money, and if by me, you mean my husband.
Sorry, Husband, I'm spending all your money because we've just moved.
Our shipment is still stuck somewhere in the vast and mysterious depths of Indonesian bureaucracy, so we're living with the contents of our suitcases, some pillaged toys, two borrowed pans, and a knife fashioned out of a horn, some intestines, and a stone cutter. We're making do. It's cool.
New country, voltages, and new plugs results in all new appliances. I forked over a nice chunk of change this weekend in exchange for a vacuum, an immersion blender, and a DVD player. I've also picked up in the last 24 hours, a car-load of pantry staples, some new tea towels, a dish rack (which !!!SF*#LD&#*@@~ZOMFG! cost about as much as a cute pair of flats), coasters, and some mason jars.
New couches need new pillows. New bathrooms need new organisation solutions, new walls need new adornments, new (sketchy) kitchens need titanium, bullet proof, impenetrable, totally airtight food storage containers.
Anyway, all of this to say, I feel like I'm bleeding money. Or, more aptly, my husband is hemorrhaging his hard-earned cash from a cut that I've inflicted (Shoe racks! We need shoe racks! Like neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeedddd or life will not continue. Also Turkish towels are a total necessity if you want me to go on breathing air and living life and stuff.) I have a lot of weird, uncomfortable, post-feminist guilt feelings about that.
TA DA! How's that for an uplifting blog post?
I will say, however, my Chef was totally stoked with my choice of vacuum. See, isn't she cute??
Reader Comments (4)
one of the hardest things for me about becoming a full time stay at home mom, was/is to be financially dependent on Will. i started working at the age of 15 and worked until the week before i gave birth to Lily. depending on someone else for funds is something i do not like and am not quite still used to. hate it basically.
Claudia, yeah, I totally hear you. It's a strange thing, being dependant on someone else financially. I'm super conflicted about it. I know that according to a feminist world view, I should see the work I do as equally valuable as the work my husband does. While I do do the vast majority of the household / child rearing work, somehow I feel like it's less valuable than gainful employment. I feel bad for devaluing my contributions, but also feel bad for not contributing. And, to put a nice guilt cherry on a guilt cake, we both think stay-at-home parenting is the best option for us, but still somehow I can't really 100 percent feel comfortable with my frivolities and being dependant on someone else to support them. Oh dear.
i TOTALLY hear you!!!! this is the hardest job i have ever done and for some reason i only really started feeling self worth again when i started earning little money by watching a neighbor's baby part time. fucked up really.
ohhhh, I'm hemorrhaging giggles at this post! Pretty sure you just need to buy a gypsy wagon and be done with it! Funny thing about marriage and stay-at-homing.. I too, feel like it's still 'his' money and can only spend it guilt-free if I've earned the cash in my own ventures (crafty ones, not standing on the corner ones!) ;o)
P.S.. would you pah-leaaasee get on Bloglovin' or something so I can stalk you better? thank you. lol.