It's been stickily hot all day today, so, after a morning spent painting trim (I'm about halfway through with the dining room!), I retreated to the couch with a sweating glass of iced tea and a fascinating book I found in my collection. I have no recollection of where it came from, but it's a very fascinating read!
Published in 1947, this book really should be used as a historical primary source. It's such a glimpse into the world of post-war American homemakers. With more clothes and re-modeled/new houses and that fancy new washing machine comes a lot more housekeeping. And so the editors of Good Housekeeping decided to put together a definitive book full of advice on keeping a house spic-and-span.
There's a chapter on moving day made easier, removal of household pests (we're entering the era of liberally poisoning every living creature in sight...there actually is a section on obtaining the right kind of DDT), how to care for books properly, doing laundry, must-have cleaning utensils for the new housewife, and how to thoroughly clean every room in a house (let me just say that the editors of Good Housekeeping would have a heart attack if they walked into my house).
The house cleaning chapter particularly fascinated me and, after much musing, I've decided to follow their housekeeping calendar for a week and see if it's actually feasible today or whether I will end up rolling my eyes over the amount of time those women spent making sure that their houses were immaculate. I suspect that I will find the latter true (really, who cleans their kitchens three times a day?), but maybe I will surprise myself.
As I write this, I realize this isn't so much a book review as a reflection on an era. I find this book so fascinating because, with the vantage point that I have, I can see how these new standards are going to lead insane standards of domestic perfection and, ultimately, boredom for women everywhere. Because this kind of housecleaning is not true homemaking, but just keeping a house clean. The kind of homemaking that people like the editors of Good Housekeeping were rejecting-doing good, creative, challenging work in the home-got shuffled aside in favor of shiny houses and ridiculous levels of perfection.
When I look at this book, I get chills thinking of the women that, in just a short ten years will finally start speaking up about the intense loneliness and meaninglessness that was a part of their lives as they followed the strict rules of the likes of Good Housekeeping. I want to go back to these editors and shriek, "No! No! Stop right this instant. These standards and rules are going to take you nowhere good."
No history textbook can paint a picture quite as well as a book written at that period of history can. And that is how, on a hot Monday afternoon, I found myself taking a history lesson.