thinking back, I think that this is one of the main reasons my ex and I's relationship went sour....A little background... I've basically worked 2 jobs for the entirety of the last decade, working anywhere from 60-80 hrs a week, this I did not mind really, I enjoy working
. While my ex and I were together he worked as an electrician on new construction, and sometimes work was slow, on two occasions he was barely, and I do mean barely, working, maybe a week out of 6 months, so I was bringing home ALL the bacon
he wouldn't get another job because of some screwed up loyalty to his boss, and his boss kept promising that they would be working "next week" When I finally got him to get another job, it was at a factory 5 minutes from our house (I work almost an hour away) making just barely above minimum wage (remember I am also working 2 jobs) I did EVERYTHING, grocery shop, pay the bills, all the cleaning/laundry, shoot, most of the time I mowed the lawn too. Can we say PO'ed?? I was hopping mad, because even with everything I did, it was never enough. I'll admit I am not the best housekeeper, but hello, I wasn't home making a mess! and why when I get home 2 hours after him is he asking me what's for dinner as soon as I walk in the door? So basically I will never cater to a man again, when that Destiny's Child song came out it irritated to me to NO END!! why should I do all that extra stuff and get nothing in return but taken for granted? Now don't get me wrong, if I ever find a man who gives as well as takes I would be more than willing to do favors, but you ladies should feel no
guilt about not being able to do all this extra stuff for the men in your life, especially as you are going to school, working and trying to take care of a home, if anything, they should be doing extras for YOU. In general, I think this is the downfall of many many women, we take care of everyone else and leave ourselves out in the cold, but that's JMO. I know that this way of thinking may hinder me in relationships in the future, but from the day my ex and I split, until (if I ever) have children, I AM NUMBER 1, my prority is to myself, because if I don't take care of me, no one else will. Sorry for the long rant, but I'm still a little angry about the whole thing, can ya tell?