1. Folding Underwear and Socks:
You should see our two draws. His is organized and folded... mine is a disaster. I would understand if my husband was neater than me and did his own laundry, but I'M the neat freak in the family and I do BOTH of our laundry! I just don't seem to care to take care of my own things.
2. Packing Lunches
The hubby always has a Tupperware of leftover dinner ready for him for the next days lunch. I- on the other hand- get to school and realized I grab an apple, granola bar, and unbaked potato for my lunch bag. I think of Domenic's lunch when I'm putting away dinner and always forget to make myself something until it is too late!
3. Bringing a Drink to Dinner
On days when I actually bother to set the table for dinner, I always forget to pour myself something to drink. It drives my hubby crazy when I reach over and start drinking from his glass, but it is the only one that made it to the table.
4. Ironing Clothes
I can count on one finger the number of clothes that I own that I have ironed since we have been married. If Domenic needs dress clothes I am not letting him out of the house until they are ironed and look nice. If my stuff is wrinkled, I just think to myself... throw a sweater over it... no one will notice...
5. Buying Toiletries
The other day I had to use Dom's razor. When he asked why I keep using his razors I realized it was because I don't own a single working blade. Also, I miraculously always remember to grab him some new toothpaste from the store before his runs out. I'm right there!! Why don't I buy some for myself!! I'm the girl pressing a spoon to the tube trying to find the last drops.
Sometimes as wives we focus so much on providing for the needs of our spouse that they become our only concern. As much as it shocked me to realize that I have become this way, it also make me happy. If putting his needs before mine is an issue, it is an issue I'm happy to live with.
Anyone with me here??
I am totally aware that this may just be me, but I have begun to notice that I take much better care of my husband that I do of myself! It all started when someone made fun of my unmatched socks. My husband said, "and she pairs and folds all of the socks too... you'd think she would be able to find a matching pair!". That was when I realized that I fold and pair HIS socks. Mine just get thrown in a draw where they get all mismatched! Then I started noticing other things that I am conscious to do for my husband and forget to do for myself. Whether I am the only one who does this, or one of many, it is a weird realization-- and one that may not change!
*I am in no way calling my husband lazy of entitled... I'm calling myself lazy...
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I am 25 years old with a 2 year old son and a wicked handsome husband living in Birmingham, Alabama.