Fear not, it will be balanced by people like me who LOVE going to the grocery store and can't imagine ordering groceries online. I'll occasionally buy something edible off amazon if it's something I can't easily get at the grocery store (specific flavors or brands or something) but I love grocery shopping!

I also fold laundry. But I don't put it away. And I'm the worst at taking out the trash.

It's not that I love grocery shopping, but I like it well enough, and I LOVE food and want to be able to pick out my own apples, etc.

I have my big weekend, pantry-filling groceries delivered. Multiple cans, jars, and jugs of things. I make a mid-week stop on the way home to get things I forgot.

Is it bourgeois of me to comfort myself with the idea that I'm giving work to the people who deliver things? It feels so damned pretentious.

It isn't pretentious. Not even a bit. And even if it was, grocery delivery is worth it.

I like the phrase "sometimes the cheapest way to pay is with money."

A really, really frivolous example: I'm pretty good at DIY clothing alterations, and I probably could learn to be a competent-to-good seamstress. I am also (finally!) self-aware enough to realize that the savings to my time and sanity outweigh the amount I'll spend to commission something from any friends who are good seamstresses and designers.

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So I'm at the Ministry of Interior, waiting to get a passport renewal for over two hours with only 42 people before me now. Also, no coffee. Which is to say that I have been amusing myself with reading the board's voting discussion for a while. I thank you for this public service.

As for cleaning help: if only I could afford it. Also, the only guilt I have about the thought is to have other people cleaning my stuff, which, in my head, is my responsibility.

Edited to say that it only took 4 hours to apply to passport renewal. And that reading that thread was highly educational. And that coffee is awesome.

Coffee is excellent. Waiting 4 hours for passport renewal is not.

I hope I don't die soon, because other people will have to see the state of my apartment right now.

I feel that way about my basement. I want to clean it up, but my time keeps getting filled.

I've heard a lot more women talking about feeling guilty when paying for housework-related things than, say, getting an oil change. I think some of it is that housework is coded female, and therefore it should be handled via a woman's free labor. Meanwhile an oil change—something that's messy, but if your car has decent clearance, isn't too difficult—is labor that's coded male. Of course men should get paid for their work! Their work matters, dontcha know. Paying for housework is a statement that traditionally female labor has a value that can be expressed in dollars.

If I'm ever at a point where I can pay someone to regularly clean my home, I will jump on that opportunity like a panther on a wounded gazelle.

As someone who pays for both housekeeping and oil changes, I can say that both are well worth the money.

Our housekeeper was referred to us as one of those friend-of-a-friend things ("we're looking for someone who can clean our house regularly" "a friend of mine is looking for a chance to make a few extra dollars a week"). At this point, Andrea is as much a friend of the family as a housekeeper -- she visited me in the hospital late last year.

I feel guilty when I pay for an oil change, and I think I'd feel guilty paying for housework too. Maybe I just have a guilt problem.