When I was getting ready to go back to work after being home for many years, some man told me that I would see how I really did nothing all those years I stayed home. This is my 3rd year working, and I still think I did a lot when I stayed home. It's the little things you don't think about. For example, my washer was probably 20 years old when I bought my house. It was good to put off buying a new one for a year or two, but the time had come to replace it. Of course they don't deliver on a weekend. Or after 5. They won't even tell you until that morning what the 2 hour window is when they might show up. I use to be the person who waited for the repair man. Was it the most mentally challenging thing I ever did? No, but somebody had to do it.
Somebody still has to do it. It just can't be me. I guess some people have to pay a concierge service to do it. Or beg a stay at home mom that they have not offended by insinuating that they don't have anything else to do (which I never remember being the case when I was home.) I am lucky enough that my mom is doing it for me.
Mom, thanks for making sure I'm covered.
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