You’d think that I would love the weekend now that I work full-time, but I hate Saturdays. All week long I do what I am told at work and I want at a day to do what I want to do, but it is also the day my husband cleans house. I am lucky that I have a built-in housekeeper, but I feel guilty for not being the person doing the cleaning so I feel that I need to keep busy to show that I am not lazy.
So I pretend to work which makes me feel guilty and lazy.
4 thoughts on “160/365 Saturdays”
Reading this right now, while Rich is busily working around the house. Thanks. Now I’m feeling guiltier than I was!
It’s so funny–although not ha-ha funny–how we sometimes engage in self-sabotage.
I suppose pretending to be sick is out of the question?
Don’t feel guilty. I’m sure you do your fair share during the week after work. Let him clean if it makes him happy. Have a sleep in!