I found this video about a WAHM on my friend, Ilana’s, blog tonight. It was inspired by a young woman who quits her job via video dancing around the office she decidedly spent a year of slavery in to the tune of Gone by Kanye West. In the domesticated version (video above), a mom dances around the house she’s expected to clean, in addition to keeping up her work responsibilities. She dances in front of piles of dishes. Trash. Unmade beds. Flotsam in the sink. And so, like her predecessor , she decides to leave. Only it’s to get milk. Oddly enough, in the comments on You Tube, she is called an irresponsible mother who walks out on her family. On the contrary, she’s going out to get a necessity!
I, on the other hand, usually ask my husband to get the milk. I’m usually too tired to go myself.
Everyone seems to think that working from home is the ideal situation for a mom: being home with the kids and making a living. Sign me up!, they all say, thinking it’s the best of both worlds.
I’ve just returned to an office after a stint at home where I was expected to work and look after my house and family, and my days at work are like a mini vacation. I actually wrote about this last week so I don’t want to bore you with a repeat, but really, do read my piece called A Return to the Land of the Living. The first day on the job a mere few weeks ago, I skipped out of my house to the train, leaving the daily disruptions behind.
For this mom, going back to work was important. And I knew that. Yes, my days are more chock full and I have a lot to manage, but I’m more organized now than I was then. I’m far more productive than I’ve been in a long time. Go figure because I certainly don’t have as much time as I used to have.
Watch the video! I think I watched it 5-10 times and contributed to her You Tube numbers going up. I’m going to dance around the house now.
The clothes I need to fold? They can wait.