If you’ve been reading for a while, you know I have a big problem with performing chores based on gender.
SO just because I’m a woman, doesn’t mean I should be expected to cook, clean, and do the laundry. And in fact, I’m pretty lucky in that Eric loves to cook and shares the bulk of the cooking with me. We also have a cleaning lady, and we each do our own laundry.
However, there are some chores that are strictly mine, and some that fall into Eric’s camp.
Unloading the dishwater is something that I prefer to do. Eric will do it sometimes, but for the most part, that’s my chore, and I actually
enjoy don’t mind doing it. Whereas, taking out the trash and placing the trash cans on the curb for trash pick up day is Eric’s chore.
Last week, I woke up in the morning and found that the kitchen sink wasn’t working. Eric had the day off that day so I asked him if he could fix it before he left for a 72-hour work shift the next day.
While I was at work, I questioned if I was giving Eric this chore to perform simply because he is a male.
I mean, aren’t males supposed to know how to fix things? That’s what males do, right?
But that got me thinking that I wouldn’t like it for Eric to assume that I should be good at cleaning just because I’m a woman. (I suck at cleaning, btw).
The whole idea though of having to play around with a kitchen sink to figure out what is wrong with it just sounded like torture to me.
As I kept contemplating whether I was stereotyping (gender-typing?) my husband, I got this picture:
With the text: “I just fixed the sink. Rawr! I’m a man!”
SO I guess the moral of this story is sometimes you don’t have to worry about gender roles, and just be happy your husband likes to fix things.