So last week I challenged myself to spend a week as a 1950s housewife to see if it would help with my anxiety and depression. So this is the list of things that my husband and I agreed too. He didn’t want to seem like an asshole by making me do any of this. Once I assured him that I wanted to do this, we went through a list of 1950s wives expectations and agreed to these.
1. Have dinner ready when husband got home from work
2. Prepare yourself (touch up makeup/be fresh looking)
3. Clear the clutter, make sure everything is clean when he gets home
4. Be happy to see him, keep the mood light and do not overwhelm him with complaints when he first walks through the door.
5. Give him at least 15 minutes to decompress. Have the children quiet and let him sit and relax.
None of these sound that difficult and I was so excited to start my week. Though as you remember from my last post I hadn’t cleaned my house at all since returning home from the hospital five days before! So lets see how my week went!!
Things I need to do today. Take daughter to school, clean bedroom, clean kitchen, do laundry, clean living room, take down Christmas tree (no judgement), clean dining room, clean both downstairs bathrooms and sweep the house. I need to go to the thrift store, make dinner and take care of my daughter (to and from school and homework). I woke up and got my daughter ready for school. I had slept so good that I didn’t want to get up with the first alarm. I got her to school in time for breakfast and since I am still taking medicine I had breakfast myself. Then I spent FIVE hours cleaning my bedroom!! None of the rest of the house got clean. I did get to the thrift store like I planned. When I picked my daughter up from school the teacher said she had such a good day that I treated her and my niece to Sonic and watched a movie she got for Christmas as a reward… well after all that work in the morning I fell asleep during the movie. I woke up to my husband laying at the foot of the bed finishing the movie with the girls. So I failed miserably today! I didn’t accomplish hardly any of my to do list and dinner wasn’t ready when my husband got home. As for my mood when I think about today I am happy that my room is in order and I am more determined to not fail tomorrow. So I am not sure that this is helping yet but I am more determined to make it work.
Day two was in my opinion much better than day one. My wonderful niece spent the night last night and decided to wash all of the dishes! So of course this morning I got my daughter up and off to school and just spent one on one time with my niece. Then I tackled ALL of the laundry, seven loads later, I only have one more load of my daughters laundry to fold and that is it! Then I put away all my dishes away when my sister in law came to pick up her daughter. She leaned against a counter but I felt like the chore just when by faster with her there. Then we chatted while she used my husbands laptop to order some things online. After she left I wiped down the kitchen and made dinner. Then I fed and bathed my daughter and cleaned the bathroom while she talked about her day. Then she went to her room to watch Ninja Turtles (Donatello is her boyfriend, you know). So when my husband got home he found me in our room with our dinner on a tray table and his favorite show all ready for him. The smile on his face said it all. He peeled out of his boots and sighed as he sank in bed with his hot dinner in front of him. Of course in the 50s they always ate at the table but trust me he didn’t mind a bit, but dinner in bed wasn’t the only surprise I had in store for him. Ladies I also made him a large batch of chocolate chip cookies. So even though the entire house wasn’t finished I was still very pleased with how I did today. As for my depression I actually cannot wait for tomorrow! I look forward to finishing my house work and I want to surprise my husband again. I feel like I did a great job and he appreciated my effort. So could this be working??
So today I did pick up some more of this messy house, though I am far from finished. I put on real clothes today and took cookies to my Mother in law. Then I picked my daughter up from school and spent time with her. I worked on a brand new dinner. I had everything set up for my husband to shower right after dinner. Once he finished that it was straight to bed with a foot rub and I put our daughter to bed so he could relax. I failed yet again as a 1950s wife but I feel really good. I did spend extra time with my daughter and went out of my way to do something extra for my husband who i have been kind of neglecting while my depression was bad. I failed but I really feel like I aced it. Wish me luck for tomorrow.
Today was a horrible day!! I took down all of our Christmas decor, paid bills and ran around like crazy. I didn’t get the dishes done from last night and I ordered pizza tonight for dinner. My anxiety is kicking my butt today and I failed hard! Tomorrow I have to finish strong!!
So I finally got the entire house clean today. Everything was clean and looking good. I was proud of myself and sure that I had set myself up to finish strong… but then my mother in law called and brought seven yorkie puppies over so that I could take pictures of them for her sites. Well on the way over they managed to puke all over themselves. Seven baths… seven trims… and a lot of pictures later the house is not so clean. Husband came home to McDonalds food that his mother had picked up on her way over and I was exhausted. We spent a few more hours helping her with her dogs and talking, then kept three at our house. At the end of the day we were just all exhausted and ready for bed.
So as you can see I failed miserably as a 1950s house wife. Though I can say that I did find somethings out about my anxiety and depression this week. When I was working to impress or surprise my husband I worked hard and though I didn’t meet all my goals I felt good when I went to bed at night. I think I get so focus on the tasks that I don’t look past it to my family. The chores wore me out but when I was just finishing them so I could cuddle with my daughter or plan something for my husband they didn’t seem so overwhelming or unbearable. I think that from now on I will try to focus more on them then the housework. I have to say the women in the 50s were rock stars because I couldn’t do all they did for just one week! I did learn a lot from this experience and I am looking forward to putting my new knowledge to the test.
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