My mind wandered as I washed our - not mine, not yours, our - dirty dishes. "What would I be doing if you and I weren't together?" I wondered. Then I laughed as I realized I would be doing exactly this; washing dishes just as I had as a single guy.
In fact, it seems that little has changed. As soon as I come home from work, I cook and clean as much as I did as a bachelor, except now I do it for all of us.
You made the comment several times that you didn't want to be the main person who cleaned and did laundry. I understand.
As an unemployed person, you want to spend your time online, focused on filling out your weekly requirement of two job applications for the Employment Office. It is amazing how you've managed to make this almost two years now.
You're also attending two college classes, one that meets for 2 hours in a week and other needs 3 hours out of your busy week. With your homework demanding just as much time, I don't know how you do it.
I feel ashamed that I only leave for work at 5 in the morning and return home at 5 in the evening each weekday. Thank goodness, the weekends allow me to catch up on chores that you weren't able to trouble yourself with.
Please understand that I am very grateful when you do help out. I feel part of a team when you take time once a month or so to clean our your (your's, not our's, and definitely not mine) cat's litter box.
It is a delightful surprise to come home and find you cooking supper. While you do this in your almost loveable grumpy manner, it is still a wonderful joy to learn that I don't have to play the game "What do you not want to eat tonight?"
So don't worry, my Love. I will take care of you until you return to being that precious life-partner that I fell in love with. Or until I tire of your nonsense. Either way, you have first choice.
