As I sit here sipping a glass of wine and waiting for my husband to get home, I can't help but think how many feminist groups would use my life choices as "Exhibit A" on what not to do.
I got married at twenty-one to my high school sweetheart before I had any sort of high-flying career or crazy drunken nights of "finding myself." I find my greatest joy in life doing what I am doing right now: sitting in my freshly cleaned apartment where all of the dishes are clean, the clothes are in the dryer, dinner is on the stove, and my make up and hair are done nicely to look pretty for Rex when he gets home from making money all day. My lifestyle right now could be an article ripped out of "Good Housekeeping - July 1956 Edition" I LOVE THIS LIFE. Sorry feminist groups; you may feel that I have failed in my duty as a woman to turn around this oppressive patriarchal society. I don't really care. You are doing enough crazy bra burning without my help.
I know this fifties-esque lifestyle isn't for everyone, and that's fine. People should be free to do whatever they want to. It is definitely for me, though. Golly gee - now if I could only find a sock hop to go to... :-)
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