To make money for my hobby, and to also qualify for work study, I get my hours in at the library on campus. When I got the job, I wasn’t sure what to expect. Shelving was a must. However, I got the end of the straw that said “congrats you get to crop and rotate and do computer stuff.” It really is a fortunate job to have fallen into. But again, not in the expected way. For, I get to crop, rotate, and scan (beyond the massive collection of golf magazines) a plethora of old cook books. I’m talking pre-1900’s old, in some cases! Tonight was one of those. I was scanning a household manual dedicated to “The Plucky Housewives of 1876.”
At first, I chuckled. Who doesn’t find the housewife tradition a bit dated? A few hours in, though, and I was starting to agree with the logic behind it. If every family could be traditional, there are undeniable benefits for having a party solely to manage the household for which sanity depends. And what woman doesn’t secretly enjoy the craft anyways? I know I do. I’m a closet housewife.
I also admire the language and written text of those times. People today write as though a dictionary were not a useful tool. I think all the new humans of the world could use a more dedicated mother these days……
If for nothing else, to teach them to get off their butts and drop the iPhone.
Them Plucky Housewives knew what was up.