My wife keeps bugging me with the same list of things to get finished around the house. It’s ridiculous. You’d think by this time she’d know I have it memorized.
I do a lot of work around the house. Some of it is mandated by my wife while others are volunteered. Every weekday morning, I get up before she does and get everything ready for her before she goes to work.
It’s fair because I don’t have a job now that I’ve retired. I iron her clothes for the day, make coffee, pack her lunch, get her medications out and cook her breakfast. It’s a routine which is something that I now enjoy. It makes me feel better about myself when I’m able to do some manual labor, plus I like the fact that all she has to do is get ready for work and go.
Some of my friends look at me like I’m out of my mind when they ask me what my days are like. I understand completely. First of all, it’s usually said in front of their wives, who work full time and still get stuck doing everything so they know their lives are about to radically change.
Secondly, they are stunned that I don’t have to do these things. I tell them that it is just the right thing to do. They stare at me like a deer in headlights. Then they get mad. They say things like, “Dude! You’re really messing with my life here! I’m going to have to cut down my golf time”!
Sorry guys. What’s fair is fair and a happy wife means a nicer life. Plus, I get it all finished in 45 minutes. No biggie. I also clean the kitchen, bathrooms and fold laundry. I’m sure my work is not up to her standards, but she never complains and I know she appreciates it.
I still wind up in the dog house, which always surprises me because we don’t even have one. Where does it come from? I don’t know and on those occasions, the fewer questions, the better. Just climb in and do your time.