
Our household and the responsibilities that come with it have always been a little more egalitarian than the norm. If he cooks, I do the dishes. If I sweep the house, heās the one on hands and knees with a tub of hot water and Borax. But there are still things that one or the other of us does. Marriage means co-dependence, at least to a degree, and itās always a struggle to figure out exactly how to balance that.
A few months ago, however, my husband switched to working nights, which has meant that all of a sudden there are more things around the house that I need to do, or otherwise they wonāt get done for three days. Itās also meant that weāre at a juncture in our lives where I both want and need to know how to do everything, and so does he. When opposite work schedules enter into a marriage, you rarely want to spend the day or two you both have off doing chores.
Obviously every phase of life together isnāt the time to learn how to do All The Things around your home, and there are plenty of times when it doesnāt even make sense to try. Example: if youāve got two kids under two, youāre probably just focused on surviving. But Sean and I are coming up on ten years of marriage and we have one seven-year-old, so things are changing. This new desire to learn and do has also inspired ponderings on what is or isnāt the inherent nature of partnership, the degree to which we are co-dependent and knowing when weāre merely relying on one another, and how our real-life partnership actually exists.
a story about worms
It all started with worms.
We are all big fans of composting in our home. Whenever weāve lived in house that had space for it, weāve always had a compost pile out back. Until recently, I never really paid much attention to itācomposting was something my husband did. Often, it was something that my husband and our son did together. You know, digging around in the worms, checking out the decaying food, discussing the soil and the process that the entire pile goes through. I was vaguely aware of the fact that you actually have to turn the compost, but I legitimately had no idea just how many worms can live in compost heap.
That is, until the day that I realized that now I have to be in charge of the compost. Itās not every day, and itās not like itās particularly hard to grab the hoe and turn the pile, but I suddenly had this additional responsibility for something that I had previously just kind of assumed⦠happened. Much like when I was a kid and just assumed someone cleaned my room (thanks, Mom), I had assumed that someone just made the worms do their worm magic (thanks, husband). Because the truth is, Iām kind of grossed out by the compost container that sits under our sink, not to mention the worms. And, not to lose my enviro-cred here, it turns out that Iām a little grossed out by⦠composting. The whole process.
But however I feel about the old food and worms and dirt in a pile in my backyard, it still has to be handled, because otherwise we just have a what amounts to a pile of neglected garbage thatās ripe for the neighborhood cats and raccoon. And it turns out that learning to handle it didnāt even take that much time. And thankfully, the act of turning compost wasnāt nearly as gross as I thought it would be. And that left me wondering why I waited so many years to dive in.
do you even know how to turn on the dishwasher? (and does it matter?)
I have spent a lot of time believing that tasks in our household arenāt assigned to each of us as much as we just have a flow that makes them work. But Iāve discovered that, in fact, there are a handful of things that we each believe the other will always do, a hundred percent of the time. And from an informal survey of my peers, Iād guess that most households work the same way. And that means that, ten years into a partnership, you might realize you donāt remember how to make pasta. Or know when the car needs its oil changed. Or how your retirement accounts are balanced. You know: important stuff.
For example, I have a friend who swears up and down that her husband would have no idea how to turn on the dishwasher if he were tasked with it for one night. That sounds like an absurd story about why we need feminismāand maybe it is. But then I polled the APW staff, and our EIC told me that she recently ran a dishwasher with dish soap, to mildly catastrophic results. Why? Because it normally wasnāt her job, so she just figured if there are dishes inside, you must use dish soap? #Wrong.
All of that means there is a bigger question at play: How many of us have no idea how half of the stuff in our house even works? And sub-question: Whatās okay to not know, and whatās not?
partnership = co-dependence⦠or does it?
The longer my husband and I are together, the more entrenched our habits get. At some point in long-term commitment, I think itās hard to even distinguish where the partnership ends and co-dependency begins⦠or to even say that the two are mutually exclusive.
When I say weāre co-dependent, I donāt meant in a creepy, āOMG, we canāt go anywhere without the other oneā type of thing. My husband and I are both happily and healthily totally cool with spending time together and apart, and alone time is one of my top priorities for sound mental and emotional health. I do definitely mean that there have been times at which one of us supported the other when we shouldnāt have. Itās also important to note that our marriage is more interdependent now than it was in its more co-dependent past. When it comes to dividing up tasks in a household in which both adults work full-time jobs and evenly split homeschooling duties, I donāt know how else we could keep the day-to-day tasks of household life up to par if we werenāt dependent on one another. Or I didnāt, until recently.
In my home, itās less clear how gender norms come into play because weāre all over the map. But, I know that in many homes the division of labor does, at least subconsciously, become about gender roles. Because when youāre busy and stressed, itās easy to revert to what you know best. Which can mean men who were taught about cars as kids handle the oil changes, and women who were taught about cooking, managing all the meals. Then suddenly youāre living Leave It to Beaver, and wondering what even happened. And itās easy to think that it doesnāt matter because youāre just surviving, but⦠I think maybe it does. My son is part of the next generation of boys who will grow to be men, and I want him to be the kind of an who knows how to handle his householdāand for him to be with a partner for whom this isnāt alien information, too.
this is what (i think) i have learned
My big takeaway from this season of our life together is this: it matters that everyone in your house knows how to do the things your house requires to keep all of you happily living there. When I say everyone, I mean everyone. Our kid has also been tasked with stepping up his housekeeping game (just donāt look in his closet any time soon). Iāve learned more about how to actually keep our vegetable garden alive, and my husband has learned that it actually doesnāt take that long to sweep the whole house.
To paraphrase a meme Iāve seen fly around social media every so often: you should learn how to clean your house because you live there, full stop. In that vein, Iām now of the opinion that learning how to run your household is the responsibility of everyone who lives there⦠full stop. This doesnāt have to be today, this week, or even this year, but Iām willing to go out on a limb and state that it makes sense to me that truly sharing responsibilities and having household knowledge will only benefit any long-term relationship. Maybe it begins with something small (like taking five minutes to show your partner how the dishwasher actually does work), or maybe itās something grittier (oh, worms).
So really, all of this just leaves me with more questions. When is co-dependence okay, and how do you distinguish it from interdependence? Does our society over-emphasize individuality, and if so, how does that hurt us? Most importantly, how do you know when itās a problem, and how do you keep your household balanced? When is it time to learn everything, and when is it time to just survive?
The truth is, Iām not sure. So Iām curious as to what you guys think. What do you know how to do in your household, and what donāt you do? Are you trying to learn more right now, or just survive? Where Is the Line between INTERDEPENDENCE And co-dependence?