It is just during those rare moments (that occur almost everyday), that they say/do some such thing that invites our ire. Like yesterday, when I had been outdoors for a mere hour, and the husband was home, alone, twiddling his thumbs in sheer desperation! Well, time had to be passed, so he decided to do something useful with himself. No sooner did I enter the house than he announced with a beaming face that he had cleaned and scrubbed a couple of wash basins! This, after I had finished scrubbing the house already!
Whoa! What a proclamation, for something done once in a blue moon! Why do these men blow their own trumpets when they so much as move a pin, but find it hard to give credit for all the donkey’s work ( read, gadha majooori )that we women do, day in day out?
Every time I spend hours scrubbing and cleaning the house to a sparkle, all I hear is, ” Isn’t our house very clean always?” As if the house sprouted a pair of hands to wash and clean itself every now and then! No,”Honey, how well you have maintained our home!”, or,”Sweetie, you are a fabulous homemaker! ” Ever.
They do find themselves awesome after they do something useful around the house, don’t they? Oh! These funny beings. Does funny sound better, or should I use,’childlike’? Because that is how men are – little boys at heart! Boys craving for a few pats on their backs for every little thing they may do.
Well, I am sure we don’t find the countless miniscule things they do praiseworthy. But, marrying super women like us is surely the bestest thing they will have ever done! Right?