This is BULLSHIT, because the PRE-disposition of this is, that ALL household chores are, OUR problems, not men’s, well, you know what losers, that’s NOT our problem, you are half responsible for HALF of everything, when we say our, “I do’s” here, okay??? Yeah, and so, ladies, don’t go ‘round high-fiving each other, just ‘cuz you’d trained your LOSER HAS-BEENS to do them, household chores, they ARE supposed to do that, without being told, because it’s HALF as our family as it’s, theirs, remember, so, don’t be glad, when you find one day, those fucking (so???) sons-of-bitches husbands or boyfriends do the dishes for you, ‘k??? Translated…
I had NO plans to be married or have children, but as I’d met my husband, a man who is willing to love me and my family, to care for me, I’d started, changing my thoughts, and got married. For over ten years, he’d not changed at all from before to after, instead, he’d turned more mature, and more responsible, and I was glad, that I’d not, made the wrong choice.
It’s too important, selecting the ones we’re to marry, which will, alter the path of the second half of our, lives. Entering into a marriage, it’s not just the process of adjustment for the two individuals, but the merging of two, separate, families, the respects the two families show for each other, and the willingness to allow for the time needed to adjust to one another.
a man, doing WHAT he is, supposed to be, doing originally, that WE don’t NEED to praise them over!
photo from online
“How is it that it’s your husband, doing the dishes? You’d let him?”, after a family gathering, my husband saw me working in the kitchen, hadn’t had time to eat ye, but, with the used eating utensils stacking up in the sink, so I’d, continued to clean up. He’d told me, “I’ll do it, go eat now.” As I picked up my bowl, and my chopsticks, an elder female member of the family asked me this. I’d turned and smiled to answer, “it takes me way too long to do the dishes, he worried, that after I was done, I won’t have any more appetite.”, the other elders all started commending on how loving, how gently my husband is toward me, and started pouring their, hearts out, “during our times, men weren’t allowed in the kitchens, let alone, to do the, dishes. You are, certainly, blessed, with an amazing mother-in-law, who’d let your husband help you.”
Many years, I’d agreed to how I’m blessed with good fortune, with a husband who is willing to give to this marriage, with loving in-laws who treated me like their own. But, other than being blessed with the good fortunes, the willingness to “work together to make the family work” is even more, important, because without this thought, you may be blessed with good fortune, but you still won’t have a good and happy, marriage.
The workings of a marriage, a family functioning well, it’s the result of both the husband and the wife’s, hard work, not just on one person’s doing; and, this starts from the smaller matters of the day-to-day, the chores, to start building that sense of coownership of our family, and our senses of, responsibility. “A good wife is loved”, I can’t say that I’m, a perfect wife, but, if someone says, that I’m my husband’s, “better half”, I would have to say thanks to my husband, for treating me kindly, for loving me, to help me, be, a good and fitting wife to him.
The couples who treated each other with respect, will surely, grow old together; and a man who truly, loves and cherishes his own wife, is, a real, MAN!
And this is still, based off of the beliefs that household chores are NONE of YOUR beeswax, which is SHIT, because, uh, hello, who is this family again??? Oh yeah, it’s the two of “us” (just SHOOT me, why don’t ya!!!), and this is still SHIT, because this is based off of the assumption that we women need to slave ourselves over them household chores, after we do our own separate nine-to-fives, and that’s just BULLSHIT! And so, this woman here, does NOT have a “good husband”, based off of the meanings of what a “good” husband should be.
A good man should SIT, STAY, good boy, now, go FETCH! And that, would be, HOW we all need to, RE-train our men, to HELP out around the house.
You have got to be SHITTING me here!