Last week we were in Macy’s using some of our gift cards during one of their sales. We were missing some gifts off of our wedding registry and Honey and I walked around the mass of items covering the sales floor. Sheets, wine glasses, spatulas, napkin holders, pillows, towels all lay in front of us. I felt like we were on a shopping spree. And suddenly I realized that I, Laura, have housewife syndrome.
Where did that come from sweetie?
Honestly I've been shocked by my new pull of wanting to nest and create a home. A couple of years ago I was the independent single girl living in San Francisco who cared mostly about eating out at new restaurants, taking yoga classes, traveling on weekends and checking out S.F. boutiques.
Today I'm married and thinking about saving money, paying off debt, getting new frames for wedding pictures and completing our Lenox china set. I find myself wondering how to make ice cream from scratch. And strangely I have enough wedding present kitchen gadgets to make that happen.
I feel proud of what Honey and I have done and where we are in our lives. Marriage does feel different to me. We have our own secret that has been bonded with rings.
Wedding planning was stressful and difficult. There was a lot to do with balancing things and yet I wouldn’t have changed any of it for the outcome of us being happy as well as our friends and family.
But what is this sudden addiction to cooking and wanting new towels without the stress of wedding planning?
I've always had an addiction to Walgreens for the new products and deals. Are you telling me that now I will be addicted to house products? Watch out Tupperware parties here I come. If only I could quit my job!
Please tell me if you think I have housewife syndrome? Is there a simple cure?