Posted by AdaGrace on May 21, 2005, at 17:03:12
In reply to Re: it's probably just the men we attract, but » sunny10, posted by 10derHeart on May 20, 2005, at 22:46:51
Is the ultimate sacrifice of giving up your own life so others can live theirs, i.e. children and husbands/SO's acted out by men only? or do women just not get the option?. Do men really realize that women rarely come home from a hard day at work (and yes, we may sit at a desk all day, but believe me, stressful environments can be exhausting as well as physical labor, and actually some of us "he-women" do physical labor as well) but do men really realize that women rarely come home from a day at work and sit on their bum waiting for supper to be cooked? Well, not at my household anyway. "hit the door running" is the motto of myself and many I know, not just at work, but as soon as we get home. Work 10 hours, come home, take the dog out because no one else will, do a load of laundry, do the dishes that the ungrateful ones leave for you when they snacked because you were late getting home. Of course no one cooked anything, because you are so much better at it, so you start supper. Gather up the clothes that they left on the bathroom floor while supper is cooking, go out and water the flowers you planted in pots because you need a little pretty in your life, serve up supper, but don't take the time to sit down with the rest to eat because you are too busy, do the dishes, put another load of laundry on because after all, there are so many towel.....noone can use one more than once and teenage girls need two....pick up the toys/Nintendo games/CD's/DVD's/VCR tapes they couldn't be bothered with picking up themselves and of course left on the living room floor. Do one more load of laundry. By this time, it's 10 p.m. Sit down for a few minutes to get your mind settled. Before you know it, you have fallen asleep on the couch. Mr. Man is upset because you didn't come to bed and service him. After all, second in line to a man's needs is sex. After food, of course. Wake up at 3 a.m. and realize you never took a bath. Stumble to bed, and feel the familiar grope in the dark. Roll over and face the wall, because by god, you are tired. Wake up at 5:00 a.m. or earlier because you can't sleep because you are taking "mother's little helpers" just to survive and you don't sleep much anymore. Take the dog out. Do a load of laundry. Fill the tub with hot water and fall asleep again. Get woke up by ungrateful children who scream at you because you didn't wake them up early enough to do their hair and put their makeup on, and their favorite pair of jeans is still in the washer, and "Mom, how could you not dry them"? Realize it's 6:30 and you have to be at work at 7:00. And there in folk's the day starts again. How can it be possible that this is what a woman's life has become. A long period of servitude to everyone else except themselves. Where is the fun in life? Where is the peace of minds?
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