Do men do more hours of housework when they live by themselves? Or, like, do they just live in grosser homes?

The latter (for me, anyway).

I know the Kool-Aid phrase came from the Jonestown suicides, but as with most things, I do believe it's been softened over the intervening time.

Actually when I thought about it further, I think the phrase may come from The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, in which case the ref fits more with Steph's initial "must be drugged" reading. But for me Jonestown was such a hugely formative moment I can't separate the phrase from that incident.

But to segue awkwardly to a different convo, Kat why is the article pinging you?

Do men do more hours of housework when they live by themselves? Or, like, do they just live in grosser homes?

Speaking only for the state of The Boy's house before I moved in, definitely the latter.

The social scientist’s definition of child care “is attending to the physical needs of a child — dressing a child, cooking for a child, feeding and cleaning them,” Blair says. It doesn’t include the fun stuff, like playing and reading and kissing good night.

So when I put Dylan to bed, getting him into his PJs counts, but reading him a story doesn't? If he's drinking milk while I'm reading to him, does that count for half because he's also being fed? And carrying him to the crib from the rocking chair counts, but not the part where I kiss him goodnight before I put him down?

(In short, I call bullshit on this method. It's WAY too fuzzy.)

Anyone who thinks reading to children isn't sometimes work has not read the same board book to an 18 month old 30 times in one day. Especially if it isn't even one of the *good* board books (I'd happily read Jamberry or Hairy Maclary 30 times. Well, maybe 20 times.)

So, apparently the not getting up thing I've experienced on subways here extends to the theater. My sister got tickets to Hairspray for last night and the women at the end of the row didn't get up to let us by to our seats. And by no stretch of the imagination was there room to get by--even for my skinny 10-year old niece! The most hilarious part was that they looked very perplexed that we were bumping into them. Also, people now eat at the theater. WTF??

I do not pretend to understand the not-getting-up thing. The eating in the theater thing, I blame on the big touring shows, actually. Their target demographic is accustomed to going to the movies instead of the theater, and so the theaters started letting people bring refreshments in. It Bothers me greatly, but that's the current practice.

The housework survey is depressing.

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Do men do more hours of housework when they live by themselves? Or, like, do they just live in grosser homes?

Speaking only for the state of The Boy's house before I moved in, definitely the latter.

Speaking as someone who's lived with various men, usually the latter.

Or, like, do they just live in grosser homes?

I wouldn't assume this, on the college campuses I've been on, I've heard from the people that clean that girls dorms were almost uniformly "grosser" than those of the guys.

how about Artist's Cafe, say 5 o'clock?

Sounds good. See you then.

Do men do more hours of housework when they live by themselves? Or, like, do they just live in grosser homes?

Yes.

Signed,

Goes through frenzied periods of regular house cleaning followed by months (gulp - years?) of self-disgusted neglect.

Or, like, do they just live in grosser homes?

Probably this. One of the ways in a marriage that cleaning falls on one partner over the other is that cleanliness differ. I'm not going to assign gender to that because when I was with M, he way higher cleanliness standards than I did (vacum every day!) but somehow the cleaning was still my responsibility.