Confession: I have always harbored a barely masked disdain for my mother. Until he was recently derailed with an injury, myfather has always worked two jobs; waking up before dawn and coming home late. My mother meanwhile would sit at home. All day. She reads the newspaper and watches a lot of HGTV. She doesn't really cook or clean. She doesn't take care of herself. She took care of my brother and I when we were growing up and there is definitely something to be said for that. But I've always resented her for what I deem laziness. I would silently fume about how only a horribly unappreciative, lazy, bitch would stay at home and not have a career.
Fast forward to today. I'm at home, in a recliner, watching HGTV. Granted, I was at the office by 8:00 AM and worked a full day. But, God, what would't I give right now to never have to go back. To turn in a resignation and just walk away. To spend my days working out, preparing my husband a gourmet dinner, and, of course, watching HGTV. Doesn't the fact that I would include exercise and cooking (and cleaning) in my agenda entitle me to this life?
There is a woman in our office who just recently managed to make this dream happen. Apparently she essentially chewed off her leg to get out of working. No tv, no internet, I would assume she will cut eating at restaurants completly out of her new lifestyle. What other sacrifices have been made I do not know. It's had me thinking: what wouldn't I give? What would I really be willing to give up to have the same lifestyle (with the aforementioned lifestyle changes) that I've always hated my mother for having?
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