This cartoon pretty much sums me up – with a slight adjustment:
That’s our bedroom floor. And, in an about face of the stereotypes, I’m the one who gets lectured by the man of the house about what stage of the laundry process the sock pairing should be happening. To humour him, I have been making a supreme effort to hang them paired together on the line. He thinks I should be making sure each sock of a pair is there before they get thrown in the washing machine!
Hah – that’s just NEVER going to happen when my default M.O. is definitely that depicted above.
Amazing how cartoons in the local paper just seem to know how I operate – and provide very apt metaphors for my life!
I guess I should take comfort in the fact that if there’s been a cartoon made about it, I’m not the only one like that – even if I tend to challenge all the gender stereotypes… a fact emphasised each year around Mothers Day when I eschew all the girlie girlie stuff that pervades school mothers day stalls.
Yesterday I volunteered at the school mothers day stall, even though I gave up long ago wasting my money, or expecting my kids to waste my money (or theirs) on them. I’m just not into all that typical stuff, you know….
And, all you mothers out there from our school – I quite possibly wrapped your mothers day present for you. Presents that your kids ‘chose’ in the blink of an eye, without any thought whatsoever!
Patently I’m just weird, because I’d rather be given a present that my kid put time into wrapping themselves, no matter how badly done. I’d actually rather be given nothing, than something that they put no thought whatsoever into choosing.
Whatever. Nothing to do with socks, really.