Strike

I know this might come as a shock to many of you, but my KISA isn’t perfect. Out of respect for him I won’t share to what degree he’s imperfect. I love him a lot; so much so that I’m going on strike for his own good.

You know the expression that you teach other how to treat you? Unfortunately I’ve taught him that I’m really good at multitasking and love to clean. My KISA’s no stranger to fun (and by this I mean he runs to anything fun, often dropping responsibilities along the way). Since he’s a charmer and I’m a control freak, all it takes is a couple bats of his eyelashes and I find myself excited about his absence because it means I can finally thoroughly mop the floors. Yes, that was my Thursday night last week. Sick, right?

Some women have their own justification of why they feel the household duties should fall on them. I’m not here to say who’s right in the matter, but merely to state my opinion for my household. We’re a dual income household with no kids or pets. I’m currently the breadwinner, although he’s nipping at my heels. We both work full-time and we both have long work days. We both eat meals at home and we dirty laundry. And, contrary to what he believes, we both love to have fun. For me, this suggests that all the household duties should be split. (Can I get a hell yeah from you sisters?!)

Now, to not make my KISA look like a jerk, in his defense we did used to split duties. In fact, he would do a majority of the cooking while I’d do the eating and cleaning. And, I was ok with that arrangement. When we moved out to San Francisco my mother rudely informed him that I actually know how to cook quite well and I was placed on part-time kitchen duty. Somehow that part time kitchen duty has continued to grow, along with the other household responsibilities.Striking

Because of my miserably long commute to work my boss has agreed to let me work from home on Fridays. Some men seem to equate being at home, whether it be an office job or to raise the kids, means that you have ample time to take care of all the household chores. (Not true, in case any of them are reading this.) That combined with being gone to Tahoe snowboarding on the weekends or having his brother in town for the long weekend means that I find myself stressed on Fridays, trying to take conference calls while cleaning and between loads of laundry. Not fair.

My KISA has been listening to my complaints and offered to look into getting a house cleaner to come every week…that I’d pay for half of. (I should mention I’m a thrifty control freak.) Many of you ladies probably think again that he’s perfect, but all I want is a dual income with dual household chores. I don’t want to be stressed on Fridays because our place is a mess and we’ll be gone all weekend. I don’t want to spend my hard earned money to pay someone to do a job that I’m willing to do half of. And, most importantly, I want to teach him that it’s not ok for me to carry more of the household chores in fear that will carry over when we have kids.

This strike is really for his own good. I’m sure he’ll thank me for it one day.

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About FarmGirlHipster

“Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air…” - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Posted on February 21, 2014, in Life in 'Frisco. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Hell yeah sista!!

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