I am a childless stay-at-home-wife, but I have a job.
In my time of being a married woman and becoming a homemaker, I’ve come to love my job. My job is to make our house a home, to develop myself in whatever areas I see fit to explore, and to take care of our family to the best of my ability.
Sometimes my ability is better than other times. Sometimes I’m just downright mediocre.
But you know what? That’s okay, and I know I’m not alone.
We all fall short of someone else’s arbitrary measure of skill or success.
As long as you do exactly what you want and what is best for you, you have done it perfectly.
Being a housewife doesn’t make you lazy, or unimportant, or old-fashioned. You don’t have to be religious to enjoy being a homemaker (or to be spiritual). And running a childless home doesn’t make my day any less important than anyone else’s day. This setup works for us. If your setup works for you, defend it vehemently.
Also, have fun!
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