Monday, November 09, 2009

It's gonna be a bumpy ride

I have a job interview, today. I am not 100% sure I want this particular job, but I am curious enough to make the drive and learn about it, you know?

Since I got the call to come interview (I won't call it Being Interviewed, as I have plenty of information to gather, myself) I have been thinking more than ever about how things are going to change--how they will have to change--once I am employed, and most likely commuting a far piece every day.

Yesterday, a friend stopped by. He saw me folding laundry and commented, "Be thankful. I have to go home and do that, too! I am so busy, now that I have a job again."

He'd been unemployed for several months. It's great to see him getting back on his feet.

"You're right," I said. "It's good I can do these things for the family, now, because when I get a job they'll have to fold their own laundry."

And that is the truth. If I am gone longer than the rest of the family, it is only logical that they will see that the hours I used to spend cooking and cleaning for them just are gone. They'll have to cut into their leisure time, a little, to care for themselves.

It's not like they don't know how. All of the Sons can do laundry, follow a recipe, run the vacuum, take out the trash, walk the dog, load the dishwasher: stuff like that. It's a natural progression, and will serve them all well when they move out on their own, which isn't all that far from now, either.

Hubby whipped his head around to stare at me, open-mouthed. "What? We'll have to WHAT, now?"

Hooo, boy.

Also, Son #4 is home sick, today. I kinda feel like my job interviews are little miniature chances to see what the New Boondocks are going to be.


Jill/Twipply Skwood said...

Good luck with the interview - hope it goes well and that you get an offer if you decide it's what you want! And good luck getting the family on your side if they've got to pick up slack on the housework. To this day it almost takes more effort to GET the kids to do anything than it does to just do it myself.

Jill/Twipply Skwood said...

In fact just a couple of weeks ago I called out in desperation to my gal, "If you don't switch out your clothes from the washer to the drier I'm going to burn them all and you'll have to go to school naked!!!!" However that very same week I told her that hugging boys made them want sex, so I suppose I'm sending her mixed messages...

Anonymous said...

I'm really glad I lived alone for 32 years before getting married. I HAD to do it all myself. I can't stand people who think "someone else" does "all that stuff".