I am very lucky to be living with a lovely man who cooks, cleans and thinks about my needs. He is unlucky enough to be living with a woman who does not really cook, who leaves her dishes in the sink (not the dish washer) and is more likely to think of herself before she thinks of what he might need.
Poor bastard.
There is pressure to become more domesticated. Not pressure from him I might add, but pressure from everyone else who think I am not looking after him very well (they may have a point).
In an effort to be a bit less selfish and a bit more giving, I am trying to do my fair share round the house. This includes cooking and cleaning. So far, we are one weekend in, and I have done pretty well, although I did leave him with a pile of washing to do today.....but I figure that is balanced by the fact that I cooked dinner (yes Mum, I did really cook - spag bol, it was very tasty) and I vacuumed and cleaned the house.
Next weekend I am going to make him biscuits - how domesticated is that!!! I hope they turn out okay. I may need to have my Mum or sister on fast dial if I make a hash of it.
Poor bastard.
There is pressure to become more domesticated. Not pressure from him I might add, but pressure from everyone else who think I am not looking after him very well (they may have a point).
In an effort to be a bit less selfish and a bit more giving, I am trying to do my fair share round the house. This includes cooking and cleaning. So far, we are one weekend in, and I have done pretty well, although I did leave him with a pile of washing to do today.....but I figure that is balanced by the fact that I cooked dinner (yes Mum, I did really cook - spag bol, it was very tasty) and I vacuumed and cleaned the house.
Next weekend I am going to make him biscuits - how domesticated is that!!! I hope they turn out okay. I may need to have my Mum or sister on fast dial if I make a hash of it.