Feeling a little pissed today. I *get to claim Social Security on my taxes for the first time. I mostly stayed at home for 50 years, raising kids, teaching piano, working off my a** as mom, cook, maid, gardener, etc. My SS check would pay for one fancy meal out. Proof that women in the home back then had no value and why I heard over and over, “Oh, you don’t work?” “Lucky you, a housewife, you *get to stay home!” Now I realize my value was that of a flippin’ house mouse scurrying around in search of cheese and breadcrumbs.