Whenever Rick or I complains about work, the other one says
“Yeah, that’s the down side of having a job. The work.”
I was thinking about that this past weekend as I tried not
to feel overwhelmed with household tasks. I’d had an especially busy work week
– normally I’m at home mornings and on site with a client in the afternoons,
but for the past week I’d been working on a project that had me leaving the
house first thing in the morning and gone for eight or ten hours every day –
and had that busy-mom feeling of the house falling down around me.
But then I reminded myself: No, the house is not falling
down around you. It could use some vacuuming. It could use some dusting.
Emptying the wastebaskets wouldn’t be a bad idea, and everyone would benefit
from a load or two of clean laundry. But the house isn’t falling down.
And that brought me back to thinking about what Rick and I
say about work. The down side of having a house is the housework, but
conversely, the up side of housework is that it means you have a house. I
thought about various people we know in Colorado, none of whom have lost their
own homes but several of whom have seen their neighbors lose theirs, and some
of the people we know can’t access their homes reliably even if their houses
are still standing, so they have to temporarily move out. If your house washed
away in a flood, I reminded myself, you wouldn’t have housework. Better to have
the house….and the housework.
And then the same message seemed so easy to extrapolate to
other things. Yes, there’s cooking to do… because we have access to healthy
appealing ingredients with which we can make all kinds of things. And yes, I
have a long list of errands….but I wouldn’t have any errands if I had no money
to spend on things we needed.
This wasn’t just trite Pollyanna-isms. Thinking about the
Colorado flood victims reminded me of what it’s like every winter when at some
point we lose power for a day or two, or more: how all I want to do once the
electricity has been off for a couple of days is wash dishes, even though
washing dishes is never a high priority when the house is running smoothly.
Just as Rick and I say with work, the down side of having a
materially comfortable life is having to take care of all those material goods.
It’s reassuring to have a home, and food, and cars, and clothes. Taking decent
care of them doesn’t seem like such a chore when I hold on to the perspective
that these material blessings require a certain amount of maintenance.
Pollyanna-ish or not, in that light, a Saturday filled with housekeeping,
cooking and errands feels more like a blessing than a hassle.
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