
Q sometimes gives me items of clothing to mend - buttons to sew back on, pants legs to shorten, a tear to stitch. I feel ambivalent about this. On the one hand, I like to do him these little favors, and it's not difficult for me to do them. On the other hand, I wonder, why does he expect me to do this? Is it a leftover of our dom-sub times... him giving me a way for me to serve him? Or is it just a gender thing - does he consider it women's work, and if I didn't do it, he still wouldn't do it himself? Is he not capable of doing it? Is it too hard to hold a little needle when you have a man's large hands? (But in other ages, didn't tailors used to be men?) Even if he has no experience, it's not that difficult to learn basic mending, especially if you aren't fastidious about it looking perfect.
He doesn't cook or wash dishes either. He takes me out to eat, instead, on the days that he's providing dinner. His reason or excuse for not cooking is that I'm vegan, and he doesn't cook vegan. Which makes sense, I suppose.
He doesn't make the bed either. Since apparently I'm the only one who cares if the blankets and sheets are in a tangled mess, it always ends up being me who straightens them.
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I am working on a technical approach for a project at work. I've been working on it for the past week or two... I was only supposed to be "helping out" on this project, and I've been sending emails with my updates each day to the other team-members. But I'm not getting any feedback. It would help to have other ideas, or to at least have someone say they can't think of a better way. As it is, I wonder if I'm designing a convoluted mess. It's supposed to be something generic that other apps will be able to use too, but the more generic I think of making it, the more confusing and unusable it seems it would be. When things are too flexible, that makes it too complex for other people to understand easily, and then they're less likely to use it.
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I was discouraged when I came home today, as my recycling bin on the curb was still full, and the piles of neatly stacked branches I had placed there hadn't been taken either. A big part of one of my trees fell down in the wind - luckily landed it the yard and didn't do any damage - so I will be putting parts of it by the street for the next few weeks. It would be too much for them to pick up in one go. So when I saw that today's piles hadn't even been picked up, that bothered me. The fact that this is the 3rd time in a row my recycling bin hasn't been emptied was even more frustrating.
But at about 7pm, I heard the truck outside... and I got gleeful and started singing, "Yippee Kai-Yay!" I suspect it was only the truck picking up the yard waste, though. I dread going out there and seeing the recycling bin still full. I shan't kick it though. I shan't!
Oh, by the way. Last time I brought the recycling bin back in, I noticed that while it hadn't been emptied, that someone had removed the metal cans. See what happens, city? If you don't pick up my recyclables right away, someone else will come along and pick out the valuable parts and steal away with them!
Update: They picked both the yard waste and recyclables up! FANTASTIC!