The Accidental Trad Wife

Just, chores

What’s to say about this morning? It was a Saturday, we did chores, we achieved things. 

I’d booked me and my husband eye tests, so that’s how the day begun. Our prescriptions confirmed what we knew, we both need new glasses. A bigger TV can only help so much. I’ll buy my glasses online to save costs. My husband picked some up in store as he’s able to claim a lot of the cost back through his work health insurance. It’s made me realise that I don’t have private health insurance anymore. It’s a perk I’ve had for nearly a decade of work, I don’t have it now. 

We popped to the dentist to pick up some new Invisalign retainers for my husband. We have one of those ‘fancy’ dentists that try to design the surgery more like a coffee shop or trendy wine bar. They’re still sticking needles in your mouth, but of course, you’re meant to feel more at ease when the dentists wear on-brand trainers and you watch Friends on the TV embedded in the ceiling. I hate Friends, but I’m always far too British to ask them to change it. I stayed in the car while my husband went in. 

We then picked up some various plans and documents my husband needed from his boss and a colleague. 

Was that as boring to read, as it was to write? We did some things, the morning happened. Not all mornings are exciting though are they? 

Coffee with the in-laws

Later in the morning we met my husband’s parents, and his aunt and uncle, in a foodie pub. The ‘proper’ grown ups had tea and coffee, I had a prosecco, and for some reason my husband had a Mexican lime fever tree. 

We had some good discussions about politics, beauty and blogging about being a Trad Wife. 

Around politics, our views differ, a lot. I tend to sit back a bit while my husband offers rebuttles to every point raised. It’s not that I’m not firm in my views or that I’m trying to fit in with my in-laws. For some reason, in these situations I just like to listen. Definitely not always agree with either party, just listen. Maybe that’s best?

So far, being a left leaning feminist has not impacted me being a Trad Wife. I really don’t think they’re mutually exclusive. I’m still making choices, I’m still free to do as I please and importantly I’m still respected in the marriage.

We spent a lovely couple of hours together. Meeting up with our families never feels like a chore or obligation. We don’t always agree, but we always enjoy each others’ company.

Dinner with a broken oven 

I had a terrible nap when we got back home after lunch at our favourite dive bar. We really need curtains for the lounge. Waking up dripping in sweat from the heat while your husband is shouting at his Xbox isn’t terribly peaceful. 

After a quick clean of the flat, I attempted to make dinner. We had a power cut last night and the oven will not heat up. Google has not helped, holding down various combinations of buttons has not helped, and staring at it without blinking to try and psychically fix it has not helped. I got the grill working, so that something. 

We had yesterday’s leftovers heated up under the grill. I’m sure a good Trad Wife would have a trick to not serve a quiche that’s burned on top and cold below. I’ll have to still consider myself a Trad Wife in training for now. 

The Trad Wife round up:

Broken ovens that still haven’t been cleaned: 124
Slices of quiche burned: 3
Health Insurance: none
Rating of ‘Friends’: 2/10