Sometimes, the magnitude of my nerdiness astounds me.
While I was in
The stuff in the boxes is better than I imagined. When I arrived home Sunday (after fawning over the new wheel), Mom and I spent an hour or so in the kitchen together. We used about 90% of the contents of the box (which is quite a bit), and prepared four dishes.
(The four dishes were gazpacho, Scandinavian cucumber salad, veggie stir-fry, and strawberries and cream.)
The two of us work really well together, and we had so much fun doing it.
The truth is, I love to cook, but I don’t do it very often. I think it’s a matter of too much housework and not enough time. I could go into a feminist rant about working a double-shift, but that’s not what I’m getting at here.
One of the goals of Jasmin 2008 is to make time for the things that make me happy. I love to cook, and I’m good at it. I need to be doing less of the things that Andrew could be doing, and more cooking.
He likes to eat, but he doesn’t like to cook like I do- and he’s been doing a bulk of the cooking since he started grad school in 2005. That doesn’t make any sense.
Maybe we’ll draw a graph with the changes. I wonder how other two-income households divide up the housework.
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