Tuesday, November 6, 2007
I made the mistake of watching Woman of the Year last night. Don't get me wrong, it's a terrific film. I love the beauty of black and white, the intimate acting of Kate and Spencer, the glimpses of lovely 1940's design.
It reminded me how bad I am at this housewife thing. Just horrible. I could totally relate to the character in the film. Sure, I can out-librarian the other librarians, shoot things that go bang and bang out a few sentences for my blog, no problem. I can paint and sculpt and do other things well too. (like cook. I'm a great cook. Soufflé anyone?) But this wife thing...I just suck at it. I know Mike doesn't care that much, but he works hard all day and....argh.
The house is a mess - piles of laundry higher than my ass, dishes in the sink. I'm overwhelmed. So I will spend today absolving and dissolving my bad wife guilt-induced funk in a flurry of scrubbing, vacuuming and bleach. And then? I will have dinner on the table.