“Life ain’t easy being a woman. No siree. I tries to wake before my hubby, else I get thrown way behind. I’m busy in the morning so I’m up with the sun. Chickens to feed, eggs to collect. Make breakfast then lunches. Wake an wash the kids and get’em orf to skool. Then the days me own. I wish. Nope, I got ter tidy, dust ‘n sweep, boil the copper for the washing. Takes all mornin’ poking and wringing and hanging. I got ter tend the veggies, mend clothes, collect firewood, prepare dinner, clean windows. When I got a babe; I don’t right now- due in a couple of weeks – I have to suckle, change nappies all with no sleep. By the end of the day I’m buggered but my man ain’t finished, unless he got it in the morning. Yes siree. No fun. Then what did my man say to me this morning – “Ralph is going to send his Suze over in the afternoon and you and your buddy gonna move a bale of hay.”
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In response to Priceless Joy who hosts FFfAW and Ellespeth for providing the wonderful photo prompt.