Sep 2, 2009

9/2/2009 - Housewifery

My propensity for domesticity scares the crap out of me. Sure, coming home from work is nice in itself; but spending an hour barefoot in the kitchen, adorned with an apron, cooking chicken and broccoli casserole while singing to oldies on the radio and watching eagerly out the window for Scott's car brought me a level of pleasure that really ought to be illegal for strong, independent-minded women like myself.

Here I am, mulling over what type of master's degree I should get, dreaming of attaining a doctorate, and loving nothing more than cooking a hot meal for my boyfriend.

I want to have it all.

1 comment:

Jessie said...

I know exactly how you feel! I have gotten so much more like my mom ever since I moved in with Kasey! I want to bake and clean all the time. It is scary.