[Redbook6:94-95)][19890219:1218]{Woolly
Thinking}[19th February 1989]
19890219.1218
On
16th
January, [W] started manufacturing knitwear for sale. But the real
point
of it is this: I have always felt, when she said that she should take
a job, that it should be me: because we both hate working in paid
employment for others. But one day – the weekend before, it may
have been – the stress of being got at by two small and much-loved
children became too much. Then
I suggested she should take a job simply to get away: but quickly we
modified this plan. Now [W] works every weekday for six to seven
hours in the Old Farmhouse, one of our outbuildings, and I look after
the children; at four p.m. she comes in and takes over, and I start
my work.
This
system,* initiated not to make money but out of love, has had all
sorts of excellent consequences:
-
[W] looks and feels much better and has a better relationship with the children: she is genuinely happy doing this.
-
The children see both of us equally and learn to be a little less dependent on Mum (they haven’t objected at all).
-
I feel that I am doing my share, and therefore work much better during my own time.
-
I am learning patience and self-sacrifice of an intimate kind which is common practice among a huge number of women, but of which the male equivalent now I suppose is the patient self-sacrifice in employment in order to support one’s family: which seems to be less of a sacrifice (and less of a motive) for the majority of men than for the minority.
-
We’ve even sold some jerseys!
*{Sadly,
in the end, financial pressures and social complications (selling to
friends) undermined [W]’s confidence and the work petered out….}
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