A lot of homesteading bloggers spend a lot of time talking about how they keep their home. Maybe it’s so that they’ll have something to write about in the winter. Maybe it’s because some homesteader types are also June Cleaver, good housewife, often slightly creepy religious types, and they just love their cleaning as part of their traditional gender roles. I have stated before that I don’t want to dwell on that topic, partly because it’s boring as hell (cleaning sucks), and partly because it always seems to end up sounding slightly sexist. But I’ll let you in on a little secret; it’s also because I suck balls at it.
My interest in the domestic arts is a complicated one, and should not be confused with an enjoyment of the domestic arts. Do I like the domestic arts? Sometimes, depending on which art it is. But mostly I can see how they are considered a drudgery, and why women have been so eager to escape them, and men have not been eager to pick them up.