The Comfy Housewife

Currently, I’m a housewife, and I LOVE it.  I’ve been a housewife/stay at home mom for the past 18 months.  I’ve gotten very comfortable in my role.  Perhaps even, a little too comfortable. Like, I live in yoga pants that have never seen the inside of a yoga studio, comfortable. It’s not a pretty sight! I try to convince myself that the “fresh-face”, messy bun and over-sized (often stained) t-shirt is sporty and cute…when in reality…I’m sure I look like a homeless person.

Since our boys stayed back in Pennsylvania, and unfortunately I don’t see that changing any time soon, I’ve been thinking about getting out there and maybe getting myself a job! Finding something to do during the day…besides break up fights between the cat and the dog.  Today, I finally had my first interview! (Yay!) So I prepped. I’m sure the ladies out there know what I mean by prepping! Of course there was the mental prep…but I’m talking the physical prep.  The cute new outfit. The washing of the hair. The yoga-inspired moves that are necessary to put on pantyhose. The make up. I mean…it’s been so long since I’ve worn make-up that I almost forgot what I was supposed to do first!

Before I walked out the door, I looked in the mirror and I almost didn’t recognize myself. I stopped by my hubby’s office after the meeting, he seemed to be pleased with the cleaned up version of me too! After all, that’s the girl he met and fell in love with…the working, caring about her appearance, wearing real clothing girl.  At what point did I decide to pull the rug out from underneath him and make the switcheroo to comfy Jess?  Why is it that we get so comfortable and essentially let ourselves go?

Maybe those Stepford Wives had the right idea! I mean…the women in the movie had the cutest wardrobe!! What would be the harm in putting my best foot forward here at home? Presenting myself to my family, the way I would at church or at a job interview. And it’s more than just physical appearance.  I think we can all agree that we can be sweeter to others than we are to those we love and spend so much time with. Sometimes our manners fly out the window when we are tired or stressed, and we end up speaking to those we love in a not so nice way. I just may have to do a little “Stepford Wife” experiment here at home! But not today…I’m already back in my yoga pants!