Sexism peeps out of our sentences in little ways. When have you ever heard a man say, “My wife helps me out with the housework”? How often is a man asked how he handles career and a family at the same time?
Scantilly, I understand your wanting to share your joy with us. But we can’t really tell you if you are going to be happy as a homemaker. Some women are and others aren’t. (The urge to nurture is not universal.)
The feminists that I have known for over thirty years would tell you to do what makes you happy. (They are the ones who worked to get homemaking recognized as real work that should be compensated with Social Security.) I have never heard one of them dismiss homemaking as unworthy.
It’s terrific that you have been able to indulge in such an adventurous lifestyle. You have great memories and you haven’t left much undone. And maybe that may be something that you can continue to do even if you are not single.
What if your SO said that you could not do that and you really wanted to? (Just curious!)
It is not unusual to enjoy doing things for the man that you are in love with. But for some women, that gets old quickly. I truly don’t know many intelligent, well-travelled people who derive lasting fulfillment from the actual cleaning that has to be done. What’s more, they have to make a real effort to participate in the world outside the home so that hey remain interesting and interested.
If you are very lucky, the glittery, melty feeling of being in love will morf into something solid and stable and deep. You won’t be as giddy at that stage and may tire of household chores.
None of us know how it will be for you. May I suggest that you do two important things. Make sure that your SO understands that you intend to take on the responsibility of making yourself happy and that he should do the same for himself. Also, you will need to have a savings account of your own that you can rely on in emergency situations where you may not have access to your SO’s money.
As for myself, I didn’t really enjoy my career that much because public school systems are a wreck. I would have preferred to stay home, which I do now.
I made sure that my husband-to-be understood that I don’t cook and my housecleaning is minimal. He agreed that that was fine.
Then about two years into the marriage, he was in a fussy mood and said, “I want someone to clean and cook for me!” I responded, “So do I.”
That was the end of that discussion.
I wish you every happiness wherever you go and what ever you do!