11.29.2007

How I Have Become a Housewife (without actually being a wife)

In the month I have not blogged, I have become a bonafide housewife. Considering I once was the opposite of such a description, this is quite a development.

First, I found a boyfriend with whom I unofficially live with. Unoffically meaning I still pay a large percentage of my nonexistant income to my landlord for an apartment I use to store my furniture, clothes I should probably give away and a place to pick up my mail once a week.

Next, I fell in love with this boy which compelled me to start doing things like make dinner, and not just heating up something from a box. Luckily, said boy is much more ambitious and happy in the kitchen than me. As the love grew, so did my desire to bake cookies for no reason.

Thirdly, I quit my job from hell giving me more time for housewifery. A good indication that you made the right decision in quitting your job is when you quit and you realize you are 500 pounds lighter and you quit contemplating running your car into ditches.

Without the job, there is a lot of time for things like laundry, loading and unloading the dishwasher, taking the dog for a walk, preparing dinner, driving two suburbs away to bring the boy the black tie he forgot before his business lunch and decorating the Charlie Brown Christmas tree.

I did find a new awesome job, however it means I get to work from home, which is no doubt going to lead to more domestic activity. The last two days, the boy has come home from work only to find me on the couch watching Rachel Ray's 30-Minute Meals.