Mental f#ck8ng load.

Originally posted 23rd November 2023 on my NeuroDiversity University Facebook page.

Now. I'm not domesticated and I'm not that demanding but ffs. The mental load as a woman/primary carer/wife is pretty darn huge.

I'm not intentionally being gender based so I'm writing this from my own perspective and I'm ok to be challenged.

Just sent this to an understanding friend. Btw I'm ill today, off work (self employed, no sick pay for me).

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Moan alert.

Because I'm ill I've done f#ck all today although I am sat in my studio about to start on line Training I do every Monday evening.

Does anyone think to cook dinner? Nope.

Does anyone think to cook ME a dinner?

Fuckwits.

Ps I sort of didn't care if I had dinner or not but I was curious if anyone approached me about dinner.

I did go to Sainsburys at 9am to get lemons and drugs so I did get stuff for dinner so they only had to ask for ideas and it's pretty f^cking simple to cook.

No one thinks about dinner or ingredients blah blah blah.

Seriously. Next life I want to come back to a life where the mental load is equal or I want me a wife (but not a 'wife' like me🤣).

Over and out. "

Now I know that children can be raised to split chores and share the mental load (haha haha haha haha).

But who does that? Take a guess.

That would be Me.

More work on top of the mental load. I'd have to organise people and I'm rubbish at organising 🤣.

I want to state clearly that My Family are the lushest of lush, we are just ALL disorganised. And I like control 🤣.

There's a card game called Fair Play. It explores mental load and looks at all parts of a task, not just the doing.

If I had it, I'd be tempted to say 'eat that for dinner F#ckers'.

If you don't know what mental load means, my guess is that you are not the person carrying the family/household mental load because otherwise you'd know.

It's a bit like privileges. Most people that have privileges don't know they have privileges. They are oblivious to having it 'easier' because they have it 'easier'.

Back to the real reason I'm really posting.

Today's ADHD gift is me having vaguely remembered a remedy for a cold involving whole lemons, honey, pineapple, ginger, and Curcumin. A friend reminded me of this type of thing i.e. self care.

Obviously I never look at quantities but I smugly threw it all plus some water, into a makeshift blender (because someone in the house has mislaid the lid of the actual blender so that piece of kitchen equipment is redundant) and strained it through a cheesecloth I once ordered from Temu. I felt like I was winning.

The cheesecloth thingy seemed to not really strain enough so lots and lot of intense squeezing entailed.

The juice is poured into an ice cube tray because I've seen that on FB reels and I now feel like a domesticated Goddess.

I've now had a big chugg of the home made Rescue Cold Remedy diluted with OJ. It's actually nice.

Forgot to say I couldn't find real ginger so I got a tube of ginger. Does that work still?

It is only now, some time later, that I've noticed:

The Curcumin was not Curcumin. It was in fact Turmeric.

My palms are stained bright yellow.

Bright f@cking yellow and it's getting yellower by the minute .

And anyone know the effect of Turmeric other than a wonderful natural Colour Dye?

I should not be left alone long enough to think I can create nice things in my kitchen.

I also really should not be the one in this household who does the mental load bit of adulting. It's not a wise move.

Pic description: small clear packet containing chunks of TURMERIC. 2nd photo has my palm facing up, yellow stained.