Eh. I’m a work from home house husband. I try to meet my wife by the door when she gets home. We have dogs so it’s pretty easy for me to tell when she pulls up.
I think the problem comes when the spous feels entitled to the treatment which is different.
Working for pay from home is different than working without pay from home in the power dynamic. Especially in a time when women could not legally have their own bank account without their husband cosigning and having access.
Absent of the gender assumption, it’s good advice for any spouse to greet their partner when they come home. There’s a good chance that they’ve been working and being welcomed home can relieve a lot of the stress that builds up from being out of the house. It makes one feel like one has come home, rather than just come back to a place where one can take off one’s shoes.
I just want to know… who does not greet their partner when they return home? I take the advice there as a more servile action… like bringing slippers and a cocktail dressed up with heels and full make up? I mean, in the 1920s, many women worked. So maybe this is advice for the upper middle class that hire housemaids?
It doesn’t say “greet”. It says “listen for the latchkey and meet him on the threshold”. That’s demented. And I already agreed with bizarroland, so not really sure what your point is here.
Yeah, I think with a minor revision, that one would be okay. Just like, if you’re a stay-at-home mom or something, when your husband gets home, holler out to him, greet him, let him know where you are, you know, let him know he’s welcome to be home, something like that.
My ex-wife was a stay-at-home wife, and when I got home she would say, “Hey” to me and it was nice to be greeted when I got home.
In the 1920s… moms were not “stay at home moms” they were “housewives.” There is a difference. Men were not expected to assist in the house… nor in the parenting unless there was discipline to be meted out.
I was a young child in the 1960s and was put to bed right after we had a family dinner at 7 pm. My contact with my father involved welcoming him home (literally jumping from the top of the stairs in our split level) and having dinner in my nightgown at the kids table and kissing every one goodnight and going to sleep… and that was on the the nights he came home at a decent hour.
My mother was responsible for the house upkeep, laundry, meals, food and she did extra little jobs for such luxuries as a new wash machine, a piece of furniture, our doctor and dentist bills and keeping the home in cigarettes and scotch. Because if they were not there… she had hell to pay from Dad. Occasionally, she would have to write a check for them for which he berated her for.
i’ll be honest, i like when my wife greets me at the door when i get home. I like when my cats greet me at the door when i get home. likewise my wife really likes when the cats, or more importantly i greet her at the door (as it’s a sign i’m having a good enough day to get up). we’re usualy excited to see each other. but it’s not a habit anyone but the cats have.
Yeah, maybe just word it different, like “Say hello to each other,” and it has a less condescending tone. I read that first one and expected some terrible advice to follow, and it all ended up being good advice; maybe worded a little of-the-time, but still good.
The only one that’s particularly awful is the demand for wives to scamper to the door when the husband arrives, like a good little housepet. 🤮
Eh. I’m a work from home house husband. I try to meet my wife by the door when she gets home. We have dogs so it’s pretty easy for me to tell when she pulls up.
I think the problem comes when the spous feels entitled to the treatment which is different.
Working for pay from home is different than working without pay from home in the power dynamic. Especially in a time when women could not legally have their own bank account without their husband cosigning and having access.
This is from a time when only one of the members of a house had to work.
Absent of the gender assumption, it’s good advice for any spouse to greet their partner when they come home. There’s a good chance that they’ve been working and being welcomed home can relieve a lot of the stress that builds up from being out of the house. It makes one feel like one has come home, rather than just come back to a place where one can take off one’s shoes.
I just want to know… who does not greet their partner when they return home? I take the advice there as a more servile action… like bringing slippers and a cocktail dressed up with heels and full make up? I mean, in the 1920s, many women worked. So maybe this is advice for the upper middle class that hire housemaids?
It doesn’t say “greet”. It says “listen for the latchkey and meet him on the threshold”. That’s demented. And I already agreed with bizarroland, so not really sure what your point is here.
And why do that?
That’s the idea. You are looking for sexism that isn’t here.
Yeah, I think with a minor revision, that one would be okay. Just like, if you’re a stay-at-home mom or something, when your husband gets home, holler out to him, greet him, let him know where you are, you know, let him know he’s welcome to be home, something like that.
My ex-wife was a stay-at-home wife, and when I got home she would say, “Hey” to me and it was nice to be greeted when I got home.
Yeah, that’s much more reasonable. Basically, “Show your partner you care that they’re there”.
In the 1920s… moms were not “stay at home moms” they were “housewives.” There is a difference. Men were not expected to assist in the house… nor in the parenting unless there was discipline to be meted out.
I was a young child in the 1960s and was put to bed right after we had a family dinner at 7 pm. My contact with my father involved welcoming him home (literally jumping from the top of the stairs in our split level) and having dinner in my nightgown at the kids table and kissing every one goodnight and going to sleep… and that was on the the nights he came home at a decent hour.
My mother was responsible for the house upkeep, laundry, meals, food and she did extra little jobs for such luxuries as a new wash machine, a piece of furniture, our doctor and dentist bills and keeping the home in cigarettes and scotch. Because if they were not there… she had hell to pay from Dad. Occasionally, she would have to write a check for them for which he berated her for.
i’ll be honest, i like when my wife greets me at the door when i get home. I like when my cats greet me at the door when i get home. likewise my wife really likes when the cats, or more importantly i greet her at the door (as it’s a sign i’m having a good enough day to get up). we’re usualy excited to see each other. but it’s not a habit anyone but the cats have.
I work from home and if I’m able to right when my wife gets home I’ll meet her at the door.
Yeah, maybe just word it different, like “Say hello to each other,” and it has a less condescending tone. I read that first one and expected some terrible advice to follow, and it all ended up being good advice; maybe worded a little of-the-time, but still good.
I do that when my wife comes home. Why would you not?
Same here. I missed her, I want to hug her, tell her something interesting that happened, ask about her day, etc.
Yeah, as a dude I would hate that. Give me a minute to decompress.