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Did you have regular jobs growing up? Every Saturday morning without fail my siblings and I would wake to a chart posted on the fridge with our names and an itemized list of 4-5 seemingly grueling chores, each with a nicely drawn check box in front and sometimes even, a smiley face. And every Saturday morning without fail we’d be annoyed with their mere presence. We could hide out watching cartoons for an hour or two but eventually either our stomachs would draw us towards the fridge where we couldn’t ignore that chart, or my mother would alert us to it directly, “No (fun weekend plan) today until you finish your jobs. They’re on the fridge!”. There was no way around it. The first step, as with any disappointment, was to deny what was clear as day in front of us. So, we head back to bed. Then anger. Comparison ( why is Spencer always getting the easy ones, MOM!?!?),  bargaining (If you want me to get an A in math I need to study for my big test!), and then a period of depression where we’d wander back over to the couch with a bowl of nachos and watch another show before finally admitting our defeat and start knocking off those chores. Sometimes, I had luck enlisting the help of a friend who really wanted to go do something with me and was willing to make that happen sooner by helping complete my jobs. And an outsider was always so much more cheery too in the process which my parents loved so they didn’t count it as cheating. Luckily! What is it about cleaning other people’s houses that makes it almost enjoyable?

I’ve yet to resurrect this Saturday morning job chart technique in my own family, but would love to hear your family traditions for jobs? Either the family you grew up in or your own? Did you have daily ones? Weekend ones? Were your parents strict or pretty relaxed about the completion of them?