We end the week with Rod getting slammed by proxy again. This is because Lynn trots out her favourite non-joke about how John doesn't consider what Elly does to be work again.
(Strip Number 4408, Original Publication Date, 28 January 1984)
Panel 1: We begin the strip with Elly folding some laundry and cheerily answering "Uh-huh!" when Mike asks her if she starts work Monday.
Panel 2: We next find Elly walking down the hall with a basket of clothes that obscures her vision enough so that she can't see that she's about to collide with Lizzie. As she does so, John says "Yeah...you's better enjoy this while you can, honey!"
Panel 3: He then says that she's only got a few days left of freedom. This astonishes her because "freedom" seems to consist of her wiping off counters and cupboards covered in mucky handprints, being clung to by crying little girls and having big, dumb dogs bowl over nine year old sons who end up spilling milk over the carpet.
Summary: As the notes will indicate, a job outside is freedom while being a housewife is oppression. Also, expect husbands who think that housework is either mindless fun or what God intended women to do to get a scraping. Ah, well. At least Coffee Squawk is gone. That means that we no longer have to plow through letters about cameras in houses while wondering how many letters that tell Lynn what to do with her whinging got tossed down the memory hole.