When Andrew and I moved in together, a few years before we got married, we spent some months negotiating the household chores. We had to figure out what each of us was good at (me: cooking, him: fixing), and what we hated doing (me: cleaning, him:picking stuff up). At one point we weren't sure our arrangement was sufficiently fair, so we switched up everything for a week. Next week, we're going to do that again. He'll cook and do most of the dishes, and I'll drive us to school and walk the dog. We've decided to remove any disasters in the making, so there won't be any dinner parties or major home repairs. And I hope, at the end, that we both appreciate a bit more how much the other does for the family.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Freaky Friday
When I was a teenager, I read Freaky Friday, a book about a mom and daughter who mysteriously switched bodies. They thereby learn the difficulties of each other's lives and come to appreciate each other. (If you weren't plowing through the young adult section of your local library in the 1990's, like me, then you might have seen the story in the 1976 or 2003 movie versions.)
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I just want this on the record in case Wife reads this post, this idea should stay east of the Mississippi.
That sounds a really good idea - being taken for granted doesn't encourage a harmonious relationship.
Any news on how your Freaky Friday week has gone? Are there plans to switch chores? Kevin seems satisfied with his portion of the chores list, just not satisfied with how often I think he should do them. "What?!? Who really vacuums every other week? Really!?! Isn't once every two months good enough?" ... and every other week seemed like a long time in between vacuuming for me...
yes, how did your experiment go? I admit OH and I avoid the whole issue by hiring a cleaner...
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