The Housekeeper by Joy Fielding EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Authors: Joy Fielding
- Language: English
- Genre: Psychological Fiction
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It’s my fault.
I’m the one who first brought up the idea, who championed it, who set
the ball rolling, and who ultimately insisted on hiring her. My father was
adamantly opposed to the idea, my mother ambivalent at best, my sister as
indifferent as always. Only my husband, Harrison, thought it was a good
idea, and only because he hoped it would take some of the strain off me.
“You do too much,” he was always saying. Followed by “There are
things you can control and things you can’t. You can’t be all things to all
people. Concentrate on our family. Let the rest go.”
He was right, of course. Except it wasn’t that easy to just let the rest go.
And try as I might, I couldn’t help hearing the unstated corollary: If only
you’d put half the effort and energy into our house…our children…our
marriage, as you do into your parents…your sister…your career…
Forget that it was precisely that career that not only covered our
mortgage, but paid all the bills, thus allowing him the luxury of working
full-time, and without any noticeable remuneration, on his latest novel.
I say “latest,” although it’s been almost a decade since his first novel was
published. To great acclaim, I might add. But still…If I sold only one house
every ten years, I think I might be tempted to try my hand at something
else.
To this, Harrison would undoubtedly point out that writing is more a
calling than a career, rather like the priesthood, and nothing at all like
selling real estate in an overheated, overpriced market. This would likely be
followed by “It’s not easy to create anything of value with two young
children underfoot.”
This last argument might hold more merit were it not for the fact that our
son, Samuel, who is eight, is in school most of the day, and our daughter,
Daphne, age three, is in daycare. True, Harrison is sometimes tasked with
putting them to bed when I have an evening showing, or entertaining them
when I have weekend appointments. Selling real estate isn’t exactly a nineto-five profession. Rather like writing, I’m tempted to say.
But, of course, I don’t, because it would likely lead to a confrontation.
And I hate confrontations.
“The male ego is a fragile thing,” my mother once told me. And she
would know. She was married to my father—never the easiest of men—for
almost fifty years.
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