I have many roles in my life, of course, but I see “homemaker” as part of my identity. It’s not a consolation prize or because I’m not empowered. Now when asked about what I do for work, instead of telling people only about my for-profit pursuits as a self-employed person I’m now also sharing that I’m a homemaker. I even added it to my LinkedIn profile! The conversation usually goes something like this:
“I love cooking and cleaning! When Wayne comes home he has a hot, nutritious dinner made from scratch waiting for him on the table.”
I sometimes get a look, so I follow up with: “You know, like June Cleaver.”
“Well as long as it’s a choice,” is a common response, or a variation along the lines of concern that I’m fallen prey to antiquated societal dictates. No. Well yes less the dictates. It is a conscious choice! Is it so odd for a woman to consciously choose to find joy in house work or apartment work, wherever you live work? Does that make one a vapid throwback?
Speaking of homemaking, today I made three different batches of gluten-free peanut butter cookies without following any recipes but recording each as I made it. It’s exciting to me that I’ve reached a point after years of being mentored by the vintage and antique recipes shared by homemakers from a century past that I’m now making recipes from scratch, not just the food. I’m not sure if I like batch two or three best so Wayne will help me decide when he gets home. I’m bringing the winning recipe cookies to Lemonade on the Lawn at church this Sunday.
A side note about peanut butter, why is it so hard to find organic peanut butter in a glass jar without added salt, sugar or palm oil?
There’s also pot roast simmering on the stove which is a nice shoulder cut from an organic Maine farm. It’s for tomorrow’s dinner because it always tastes better the next night. Tonight we’re having a lasagna made with gluten-free pasta I made from scratch and eggplant from our garden.
A second sidenote is that I looked into buying a manual pasta press and almost every one has a Prop 65 Warning because they are coated with nickle that can leach into the pasta…even the one made in Italy. In today’s marketplace and state of the environment it’s getting more complicated to make wholesome choices, so we really need to pay attention.
Homemaking is so much more than cooking and cleaning!