I know, I know that statement makes absolutely no sense (not just because it's physically impossible). How can motherhood be turning me into a man?? Let me tell you my friends.
After many years of observing the male species (yes they are sometimes an entirely different species) I have come to the conclusion that a common feature most of them have is the "half-a-job" gene. They seem particularly good at doing half a job but not quite getting to the end. Occasionally the half that does get done requires some persistent nagging on my part, but that's not important. The fact is jobs get started and then for a million unknown reasons they don't get finished. Perhaps they feel they've already put in enough effort? Perhaps they just forget? Or, (what happens most in our house) perhaps the PlayStation is a lot more alluring than completing the task at hand? Who knows.
Don't know what I'm going on about? Let me give you a few examples. We decided to repaint all the doors in our house back in April 2012, T painted all doors except 2. Those 2 doors are still not painted. I know this is a big project example so let me give you some more everyday examples to prove my point. Men will wash clothes (sometimes), but never put them away. Men will do the dishes, but not dry them or put them away. Men will turn the dishwasher on, but not unpack it. Enough examples yet?
Now this once was a problem contained to the males in my life so I assumed it must be some type of gene they are born with. Lately however I've come to the conclusion that the half-a-job "gene" may actually be a
disease syndrome and it has become contagious. It appears to be spreading and I seem to be catching it.
I do all sorts of half-a-job things these days, but mine are even more half
assed done than the male version. I have become quite good at turning on the washing machine and forgetting to actually put the washing in it. I pack and turn on the dishwasher, but forget to press start (then wonder why the dishes are still dirty). One I do daily is boil the jug to make a cup of tea and then forget to make the cup of tea! I remember about half an hour later when I go to drink my non existent cup of tea. I think I have created a super version (and why not women are smarter than men after-all) of half-a-job syndrome. I like to call it motherhood!
All of my half a job idiosyncrasies started to appear after I became a mum. Funny that. Perhaps my excuse is sleep deprivation? Perhaps its a continuation of baby brain? Perhaps my six month old just wants me to be more like dad? I think it's a combination of all of those.
Do you have half-a-job syndrome too?
Do the males in your life have it?