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I am getting tired, frustrated and increasingly disappointed by how little my husband does compared to how much I do to keep our household functioning. As much as I love the man (and I really do), the next time I come up the stairs (which really need to be swept) with a full basket of laundry to find him napping or playing video games, I’m going to fucking lose it. But God forbid I try to manage tasks or ask for his help! If I do that, I’m some nagging woman encroaching on his autonomous manhood. I’m sick of asking and I’m sick of being told I’m nagging, but most of all, I’m sick of cleaning this neverending goddamn mess. I work full-time and I don’t have time to do everything. And I can’t just sit back and let the house get filthy and leave chores undone to teach him a lesson — I’d be miserable living that way. So what should I do?
— Dishwater Hands
There isn’t anything I miss less about marriage than those feelings. It seemed my (ex)husband expected me to be the keeper of the house and the schedules of our family living within it. Women’s work is so rarely recognized, let alone compensated for. No matter how far feminism has come, strong and smart women cannot and should not deny that the patriarchy is still alive and well — and it still really sucks. Although you do not mention children, if you have or plan to have them, their messes and caretaking exacerbate the issue exponentially.
In trying to achieve a shift in duties and maintain a loving and working union, your expectations about housework need to be communicated and the logistics figured out. It’s possible your partner does not value a tidy house as much as you do. This can be OK if your duties are lightened elsewhere. For instance, I did not cook, but my ex did. I appreciated every bite and cleaned up more afterwards. He took out the garbage and mowed the yard while I made appointments and did the laundry. Blah blah. Now I live alone and am responsible for it all, which has its own frustrations. Mostly sexual. Anywho — I hope the love between you prevails!
— xoxo, Kiki