STEEP
LEARNING CURVE
Boy meets
girl, big family wedding, they move into their first home, live
happily ever after. That’s how it’s supposed to go, right?
First they
run out of clean clothes.
‘You’re an
engineer, you should know how washing machines work.’
They blow
the budget on take-aways.
‘I thought
all girls could cook.’
She phones
home: ‘How do you cook spaghetti?’
Then the
babies come. They’re too exhausted even to fight now, but they muddle through
together and somehow, despite the challenges, they are happy.
Especially
knowing they have taught their kids to take care of themselves.
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One of the few things I learned from my mother-in-law was how to cook red cabbage. My own mother was not an inspired cook, so although I learned the basics from her, it was only when I had my own home that I began to enjoy cooking. My own children showed an interest early, and all four of them left home knowing how to cook, and were able to use a washing machine.
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers, even from abroad, and for using another of my photos. If anyone wants my MIL's recipe for red cabbage I'll be happy to pass it on!
Lovely!
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen!
DeleteI still got phone calls - 'How long does rice take to cook?'
ReplyDeleteDespite everything, theirs is a happy familty and that's all that matters!
ReplyDeleteThey made it work.
Deletethecontemplativecat here. I miss those phone calls from our young married children. I miss my mother. Still know the phone #
ReplyDeleteMy young married children are now in their 50s, so I guess they know it all now!
DeleteA true learning curve but they made it!
ReplyDeleteThey did! Hooray!!
DeleteAnd just like that, forty years passed and we still can cook a meal together. Unless of course, he’s just getting in my way. Ha ha
ReplyDeleteI like this vignette of married life.
Tracey
You sound happy - well done!
DeleteI guess my parents were kind of old-fashioned. Well, I'm nearly 76, so yes, they definitely were :). We were taught to clean, cook, bake, and do laundry early on, and were expected do our share in the housework. It was just normal. I taught all my kids the cooking basics, and they all have excelled. It's nice to reap those rewards now :)
ReplyDeleteI'm the same generation as you, but my mother didn't enjoy cooking enough to want to teach me!
DeleteThat all seemed to have worked out pretty well. Apart from the takeway bill, of course
ReplyDeleteI can't recall the last time I had a takeaway¡
DeleteDear Liz,
ReplyDeleteI'm fortunate in having a husband who does his own laundry. ;) Lovely slice of life story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Don always did his own ironing, a relic of his army days. Also he claimed 'women don't do it properly' which I decided not to argue with!
DeleteSounds like the blind leading the blind but it seems they worked things out. Well done.
ReplyDeleteI'm pleased for them.
DeleteTeaching your children to be independent is the greatest gift you can give them.
ReplyDeleteIt is - and your future sons and daughters in law!
DeleteThis is such a true snippet of life. Especially these days. I can't cook either but my partner can luckily for me 🤪
ReplyDeleteLove this. It rings so true.The kids should fare well.
ReplyDeleteThanks, they should.
DeleteAccidentally hit post without changing Anonymous to Britcanwrites 🤦♀️
ReplyDeleteI do it all the time!
DeleteNice!
ReplyDeleteThanks!
DeleteSo it was you!
ReplyDeleteWe learn a lot fumbling our way through life.
ReplyDeleteMost people do, certainly, though there are some I wonder about!
DeleteI liked that they stuck together--overcame the challenges and taught their kids how to cook and do laundry.
ReplyDeleteProper parenting.
DeleteOh, I really like this! Real but loving each other through it.
ReplyDeleteThank you - this is how it should be done.
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