Super J has taken a few hours every warm day during the past two weeks to Power Wash our fence. If you recall, the fence had to be repaired and needed to consequently be restained. Prior to much squirreliness at work and necessary budgeting, Super J had procured the necessary equipment to work on this task. And so he has been.
I must say, the fence looks terrific. It has been stripped of the strange rust colored stain that the sun had been continuing to weather. But it's been a lot of work (A. LOT.).
In fact, Super J's at home this morning finishing it up; he's been at it for about 2 and a half hours now. And I just have to say that I feel some guilt sitting at the computer blogging, knowing he is out there doing all this manual labor...for HOURS.
Does anyone else feel like this? I mean, seriously Gentle Reader, when your spouse or significant other or roommate or sibling or parent or whoever is out "working" on something, do you feel compelled to be "working" on something, too? Something ie: not frivolous? And then once you get that task done, THEN what. Because that's where I'm at right now. I'm done with my "get it done tasks" (well, except folding Mt. Doom of Laundry, but that's rarely on my "get it done tasks" list, so I don't count that).
Ohhhhhh, hallelujah! The baby has woke up from her nap. Crisis averted. Whew. But I'd still like to hear any thoughts you'd like to share. :)
3 comments:
Again, I am a little behind (tee hee). I've loved all your posts, of course!! Um, yes I have spouse work guilt all the time, because I am married to Derek, who is a walking chore list. (I am NOT a lister). But then, he needs me to force fun upon him. So it works out, right?
Yep, I know that feeling. Only I feel it ANY time Tim does ANYTHING. Like if he's helping out AT ALL I should be busy too. It's not so much that I think I should be doing something, but that I think he thinks I should be doing something. Know what I mean? But then I remember that I do WAY more than him around here and get irritated about that instead.
I, too, feel uneasy when my roommates are doing something productive like cleaning the house, doing the dishes, etc. Then I have to remind myself that I have done my share of those things when said roommates are gone, so it's not like I'm lazy (sometimes), it's just their turn. But oh, it's difficult.
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