Life Goes On......Obladi...oh BLAH da

It's been a month since I "resigned" from my job...actually it's been almost five weeks now that I think about it. I spent the first week, I'll have to admit, in complete and total shock. I worked a lot of years for that company. I mean come on...you start with a company when you're 29 and you're currently 54...do the math...it was a LONG time. The next two weeks saw a rotating door of guests...Zeke, Jason, Milt, Glenda....Milt, Zeke and Jason (again)...and an influx of phone calls from "headhunters" (which surprised me), and friends. Some sincerely concerned....some mostly curious. I stopped answering the phone after about 11 days of those obnoxious calls. My real friends know I only respond to messages on email, (seriously). You quickly find out who your friends are in situations like this!

I played the "pity party" act long enough and decided it was time to get back to a life I didn't even know existed for me....the life of "housewife." My fingers tremble even writing the word housewife...sorry...but it's true. After my first marriage ended in divorce, I swore I would never be "just" a housewife again...but here I am again. Cooking...every day (something I haven't done since....well...never actually), washing clothes instead of taking them to the cleaners (ok...I just wash my jeans and tee shirts but I used to take them to the cleaners!). I'm kind of enjoying this new domesticated life. Amazing!!!

I do not think it is smart to have a joint checking account (again I have been divorced and learned a few things...albeit the hard way), and I do not think it is the wife's sole responsibility to cook, clean, take care of the children, pay bills, etc., when she is working just as hard as the male in the household. I do not care who makes the money...or the most money...being married should be a 50/50 scenario...or nothing at all. But with the recent loss of job I found myself not doing anything....and I felt guilty. Ok, if you call making sure your alarm wakes you up in time to see Ellen (whose show comes on at 10)...and running at breakneck speed downstairs to be certain you catch the opening scenes of 'Days of Our Lives'...or seeing if you can get your two dogs to actually say, "I love you," doing nothing...then I did nothing. But....I worked hard on that one! Actually, 'Big' can howl - what I seriously deem to be - "I love" in his tiny voice. I will get him to add "you" in a few more months. As soon as I can teach him to cook and wash my jeans I'll feel accomplished...as a dog trainer... and a 'housewife!'

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