Desperate housewives
The wives were all talking the other day. Some have been here almost all their life, some have lived here for years, some have lived here and there all their lives. Me. I am the newest at a month plus. But we all share the same thoughts. Disconnection with the world. Not that we can help it. But our daily attempts at connecting with the world is only through the news, papers, internet, through our own network - informal wives club.
Imagine through the shortest time, I have become out of touch with the world. My peers are busy climbing the corporate ladder, some are busy building strong academic portfolios, some are busy making big bucks, some are busy making new hopes of tommorrow and here I am in Jakarta starting to feel useless because all I do all day is think of how to budget money for the month - which I SUCK and what to put on the table when hubby comes back from work.
We are share the same thoughts, that we have lost the power to bargain and be “yaya” because we are not quite equal anymore, since our hubbies are the ones that bring the dough home. Sounds terrible. Maybe when I go back, I may no longer be on the same wave length as my friends, O DEAR!!!
Sounds pathetic? Have a heart. I am beginning to understand the fears of those wives who have stopped working and their hesitation to go back to the workforce. The thought is quite terrifying.
ps: I can hear mousey in the background, telling me to grow up and stop grumbling.
pss:I could not even get my signature right anymore when I sign for my purchases. Sob.