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Tuesday 10 June 2014

An Interesting Lifestyle Choice

I have made an “interesting lifestyle choice” apparently.

I’m not entirely sure what this means, but people keep saying it to me, regardless.

It sounds like I’ve decided to move to the outback and dress only in the discarded shells of cicadas while conforming to a diet of cabanossi and pickled onions.

I haven’t though. All I’ve done is gone back to work.

Some of you might recall that I had a baby. Which was fine and whatever, and I took a year off to teach him how to be alive. He’s pretty much got that covered now, so I have decided to go back and be a part of the adult world and wear things that aren’t tracksuit pants again.

My husband has left his job and is staying at home with the creature to further teach him how to be alive.

This is where the “interesting lifestyle choice” comes in.

I don’t really see why though. It’s not interesting. In fact, it’s completely boring. I’m going back to work and doing what I’ve always done. Wear a suit and convince people they need what I have. Along the way, I earn money. I happen to get more of that than Husband does. Which is why I am currently sitting at my desk in uncomfortable shoes counting down the hours until I can leave and Husband is at home trying to aeroplane Weet Bix into a mouth that is moving around like a fun house clown.

This is not an interesting lifestyle. This is someone going to work and someone staying home to look after a small child that doesn’t yet know that drinking bath water isn’t the best source of hydration. This is the most routine lifestyle there is. But I am a girl and Husband is a boy and because I’m working and he’s not, this apparently makes it ok for strangers to comment on. (Nosey receptionist at the chiropractor, I’m looking at you.)

Just a heads up though, guys. It’s not ok to comment on. And frankly, if you think that’s an interesting lifestyle choice, you need to get out more.