Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Oh. My. Gawd.

Bitch Ph.D. said everything I had to say on the Terry Hakker saga, and then some.

I finished the Koigu scarf and it's lovely. I gave it the lazy woman's blocking - let it hang in the shower while I showered this morning - and it grew at least 4 inches. I'll give it a real blocking with pins and everything (I knew that futon was a great idea!) this weekend, but I want to wear it tomorrow, when the temps are due to plunge from 70 (right now) to 35. Welcome to the roller coaster. We have one set of clothes in our closets (because you can't put stuff in the attic or it rots) and it encompasses tropical heat through Oh MY Gawd I Woke Up In New Hampshire. Such is Central Florida. We get cold enough to kill the pretty flowers, and the next day it's shorts time. Ya just never know.

Next up on the scarf-o-rama: Deep Red Plymouth Encore will go off to college on the
Red Scarf Project. Mistake Rib on size 8s, I may have time to do two. I wanted to do something flashier, but the "gender neutral" thing put an end to that. But other charities will be getting scarves. It's so perfect for my mental energy and satisfies the wool lust. Because the wool lust only has a few more weeks' shelf time, then it's linen and cotton.

3 comments:

Geogrrl said...

Amen. My father died relatively young, leaving my mother with a family to raise by herself. Thank the Deity she had always worked.

As I grew up, my mother continually pounded into me that I must ALWAYS be able to look after and support myself. The other person in the relationship may suddenly leave in some way (such as die) and if I couldn't support myself, I'd be hooped.

Catherine said...

Yeah, you know, this is obviously an issue with me because I can see how my life could have gone so differently and so very, very badly, and how I'd be struggling now if I'd stayed home, and I could have afforded to do so. I can't imagine where I'd be right now. I can't imagine what we'd have done if I hadn't had my own health insurance in place and could transfer my dying husband to my policy when his insurance was shut off. It's an issue I never could have imagined when we were young and healthy and I opted to go back to work.

I never imagined my life taking this turn and thank GOD I was ready to deal with it. I love BPD for ranting about the falseness of the "either/or" presentation of work and home life. Yes, you CAN "have it all" if you AND your spouse are willing to define "it all" as "a good job and a happy home life" and BOTH work to keep both in balance.

Geogrrl said...

Definitely. My memories of my father are hazy at best, but from what my older brothers have said, my Dad did not leave my mother with the lion's share of work in the domestic context. He cheerfully pitched in, cleaning, looking after children, and cooking. My brothers say Dad was a so-so cook, but an excellent baker. He taught himself how to make bread. Evidently, his first batch you could have used for doorstops (he forgot the 2nd rising) but after that his bread was always perfect.

There are too many husbands who like the extra income of their wife working, but seem to assume she will also still look after 100% of domestic duties.