Homemaking… what does that mean?
As newly minted homeowners, The Chef and I are in a bit of a dizzy. Here we have this marvelous new home, with more space than we can imagine, since we just moved out of a 500 square foot one bedroom apartment. However, as we stare at the blank canvas of our new home, we wonder, where do we start? How in the world do I turn this kitchen (which I promise you I did NOT paint, and will repaint as soon as I'm able)… 
into this?
As a very young girl I remember both my grandma Marge and Mom going to biweekly meetings of the local Homemaker Club. I think my grandma was state Homemaker of the year once. While they were card carrying “Homemakers” they also successfully created warm and inviting homes and beautiful and productive gardens.
I never pondered the making of a homemaker, just figured something like a gray haired and chubby cheeked homemaker fairy would bop me over the head with her wand the day I was married, and I’d miraculously be a wonderful homemaker as well, and be Martha Stewart neat with color coordinated linen closets… no, that hasn’t happened yet.
This morning I read out of the Message translation of Proverbs 31:
“First thing in the morning, she dresses for work,
Rolls up her sleeves, eager to get started.
She senses the worth of her work,
Is in no hurry to call it quits for the day.
She’s skilled in the crafts of home and hearth,
Diligent in homemaking.”
While I am often torn between love and hatred of this paragon of womanly and wifely virtues, I have meditated on this chapter all year, as I desperately try to “train” myself in the skills of homemaking. And hopefully, this country cowgirl will succeed in creating a city home in both indoor/outdoor spaces.
Photo credits: Photo 1 | Photo 2
For more on this subject, or to read more from cowgirl, please visit her blog, Cowgirl in the City.
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