Equity does not exist in households where women make more!

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Mom with kids on vacation "Female breadwinners face a much higher risk for burnout, infidelity, and divorce."  When She Makes More ,  Farnoosh Torabi Prince is one of my favorite artists. And, I think that it is genius that the beginning of his famous song, "Let's go crazy" mimics a marriage ceremony. It makes you wonder whether he was suggesting that marriage itself was a path to insanity. If you have forgotten the beginning, here you go, "Dearly beloved, We are gathered here today, To get through this thing called "life" Electric word, life, It means forever and that's a mighty long time, But I'm here to tell you  There's something else..." He writes the afterworld in the blank. However, a recent study suggests that "marriage" could be inserted in its place, especially marriage for high earning women. 
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What Happened on Monday (Part I)

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So how did this Monday turn out? All in all it was good. But, there were some twists and turns.

My work days tend to be jam packed. Today was no different.  Work was hectic—full of projects and deadlines. I made it through with pride. I didn’t even mind that the sun failed to make an appearance. Better a dreary Monday than a dreary Sunday.

When you live in Pittsburgh sun can be an infrequent visitor. Since Sunday had been so nice I had a sun hangover from the day before and it took a while to get over it. It made me not even mind that it was cold and rainy as I walked to a meeting. Even though I was carrying an umbrella I got wet. It wasn’t that warm summer rain either. It was the “wow this rain is hard and cold. I should have worn tights instead of traipsing around in bare legs in the middle of March in Pittsburgh” kind of rain. Despite the cold and the rain I nearly skipped to my meeting.  Indeed, I was fairly content all day until I realized two things. I may have forgotten to put on deodorant and I didn’t have any gas in my car.

The deodorant part wasn’t that big of a deal. I knew that I could remedy that situation rather easily. I just hoped that my own nose was more sensitive than my colleagues. I also wished I hadn’t been walking so fast to that meeting. I wouldn’t have sweat so much…

The gas issue was another story. Andre had borrowed my car on Sunday and promised to put gas in it. However, he forgot. He apologized for it. Still, I was left with a car that had barely any gas in it. For someone with no slack in her schedule ever, that was a problem that no apology could fix.


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Reba said…
Sounds a lot like my Monday. Except my car is still on empty and hubby is out of town. :(
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