So the truth be told : I actually like to do house work.
When I had Caylee, hubby agreed that he would bring all his working shirts to the laundry to be ironed. It worked out quite well for the first few weeks after my confinement. I could restrain myself from ironing the huge pile of clothes accumulating on the iron board. Hubby usually waits about 2 weeks before he brought all his shirts out to be taken care of.
After 1 month, my desire to take care of the clothes overcame my need for rest. It's a relief to me that the ironing board in the storeroom is empty and what a satisfaction to see the many many clothes ironed and hanged.
Strange as it may be, I also enjoy the 'workout' that comes with mopping the floor and the satisfaction that the floor is now clean.
I love hanging the fresh clothings out to dry and enjoy taking it back when it is warm and crisp.
I also love cooking and baking. And don't really mind the 'minor' cleaning up after that!
don't ask me to sweep!
don't ask me to hand wash anything!
don't ask me to deep fry!
Maybe I am not that crazy after all. How about you? I know many wives now don't do the ironing.