Mrs. Cleaver Syndrome
The week is over; the weekend is here. I have used the last of my vacation days for the year. No more days off until my anniversay hire in date which comes in the spring. I will spend today routine cleaning, doing laundry, one "big" chore like cleaning the stove, grocery shopping, and finally taking a big breath and saying "that's enough". I realize that I am a throw-back to the mentality that says it should be my birthright to stay home and just "take care of the house." In today's ratrace I have a good job, but my house always needs cleaning. I know, I do set my priorities, that is why my house always needs cleaning.
But sometimes, I just want to be Mrs. Cleaver. To be able to scrub my house until it shines, to cure all the worlds problems with warm cookies and have a wise answer for everything. I know if this were to be my lot, I'd be bored silly after a week or two, but just sometimes I want to be Mrs. Cleaver.