I honestly always find the term ‘spinster’ as referring to an elderly, never-married woman as funny because you know what?
Wool was a huge industry in Europe in the middle ages. It was hugely in demand, particularly broadcloth, and was a valuable trade good. A great deal of wool was owned by monasteries and landed gentry who owned the land.
And, well, the only way to spin wool into yarn to make broadcloth was by hand.
This was viewed as a feminine occupation, and below the dignity of the monks and male gentry that largely ran the trade.
So what did they do?
They hired women to spin it. And, turns out, this was a stable job that paid very well. Well enough that it was one of the few viable economic options considered ‘respectable’ outside of marriage for a woman. A spinster could earn quite a tidy salary for her art, and maintain full control over her own money, no husband required.
So, naturally, women who had little interest in marriage or men? Grabbed this opportunity with both hands and ran with it. Of course, most people didn’t get this, because All Women Want Is Husbands, Right?
So when people say ‘spinster’ as in ‘spinster aunt’, they are TRYING to conjure up an image of a little old lady who is lonely and bitter.
But what I HEAR are the smiles and laughter of a million women as they earned their own money in their own homes and controlled their own fortunes and lived life on their own terms, and damn what society expected of them.
I understand that it is extremely disruptive to be obsessing over the aesthetics of a meal, but it doesn't hurt to make things look nice, does it? My mind has been so fucked lately, making a mundane smoothie and dressing it up with some chia and granola, gives me joy.
It's nice how this series is ending simultaneously with the end of my college life. This entire month, I've been upset about unresolved issues and the fact that my student life is over. To cheer myself up, I had a solo day today.. ate good food, drank beer and did some shopping. The solo outings help to boost my confidence temporarily but the sadness eventually overpowers everything else. The transitional period between milestones always make me feel unaccomplished and anxious. But I know it will pass eventually.
This has been a fun series. I'll keep posting occasionally. Maybe I'll start another productivity series once I start work!
Feeling so empty. So so empty. I came to my aunt's house to drop some luggage. So being pampered and eating and drinking well is the only thing distracting me right now.