Is Your Aussie Bloke a Crap Husband?
Thursday, August 6th, 2009I was telling my “Aussie Bloke” husband about this article, calling them the ‘worst husband’s in the world‘, this morning because I thought some of the comments were especially interesting.
The study “ranked Australia as the least egalitarian society, making it’s men unattractive marriage partners because they were more unlikely to do household chores“.
Personally speaking, this is NOT true of my Aussie hubby, who does so much to help out that I often feel I need to step it up a notch myself. My friends use him as an example to their own husbands in arguments (it’s true, I’ve heard it!). I’m a lucky woman.
And, he is super sexy with his sexy Aussie accent, but I digress…..
There were lots of responses to the article, some agreeing, some claiming other nationalities were worse, but this was my favorite response:
“Suits me fine. When the computer crashes, the car breaks down, the pay cheque disappears, the lawns need mowing – seeding -fertilizing -watering, the hedges need trimming, the dogs cleaned up after, car washed and cleaned, car tyres changed, repairs around the house to be done and gutters cleaned, I will keep my bum planted on lounge and she can do all those chores when she is done with hers. How many men were in the survey, or was it all women?”
Obviously this is not going to apply to all married households. Like those with dual incomes or where the women truly do everything (why did you marry that guy anyway?), but I think it applies to many.
Most of the married men I know do the majority of the outside work (yard, gutters, house maintenance, etc), car work/washing, repairs (inside/out), and other things like dead animal duty, spider catching, or like in my house, things with just a general ‘ick’ factor.
I think because married women are so focused on the everyday chores of the kitchen, laundry, bathroom, toy pickup, making dinner, taking care of children, etc…we forget about the plethora of other things that we don’t do.
When one of our single, female neighbors emailed me and a bunch of others about the best type of mouse traps to get, I had to ask my husband. And, I was thinking how glad I am that I don’t have to deal with that myself.
When our washing machine backed up and water got all over the basement (while washing icky cloth diapers mind you!!), my husband cleaned it all up and did a bleach wash on the floor. Again, happy I didn’t have to deal with that one!
And, I can tell you, after the dead animal duty that my husband had to deal with yesterday morning, he has definitely earned his keep for a while.
But, then he cleaned the bathroom last night after the kids were in bed and I didn’t even ask him to! I’m a lucky girl I tell you!!

I don’t know how many times, when speaking about traveling, that I’ve heard, “Oh, I would love to go ‘insert country/place name here’.”
Pavlova
I’ve found quite a few expat blogs of Americans living in Australia that I have been checking out lately and there seem to be a lot of homesick Sheilas down under.



