The obvious solution.

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Husband and I have both been feeling a bit glum lately.  He’s fed up because he’s losing his job soon and there is little prospect of him finding another one.   I’ve been getting myself upset over the subject of housework.  I wouldn’t say I was ever a houseproud person but I always had a clean and tidy house.  You should see it now.  I look round me and there is so much that needs doing.  The prospect is frightening and exhausting.  I just do not have the time or the energy.  I’ve increased my hours at work now and by the time I get home and finish my lunch I’m not capable of doing much more than lying on the sofa all afternoon.  I feel increasingly inadequate and useless and I can’t relax when I see all the mess around me. 

Fortunately a friend came up with the solution.  It was obvious to her but I couldn’t see it till she told me.  Brilliant idea.  Husband will be taking up the position of househusband, which is a very important and worthwhile job and will keep him fully occupied. 

I had a little taste of how wonderful it is going to be today as husband had the day off.  Breakfast served in bed on a tray.  Lift to and from work.  Came home to find I had to take shoes straight off as floor had been mopped.  Bed was made and the laundry had been done.  Lunch was prepared ready and this was followed by various tempting little snacks that appeared by my side throughout the afternoon.  For the first time in ages I feel quite energetic tonight.

The thought of having all this care and attention lavished on me on a daily basis is so overwhelming I can feel a little tear in my eye.  Unfortunately it won’t be happening quite as soon as I had anticipated as husband’s redundancy day has been put back a couple of weeks.  But it will be soon and I have a strong feeling that my new domestic arrangements will help me make another big step on the road to recovery.  I just have to remember to treat househusband very kindly.  A few friends have one and they tell me I must never ever interfere or criticise.  Even when he cleans the bathroom tiles with my new face flannel and gets bleach all over it.  I promise to try my best…

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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember
    That's brilliant, my husband cleaned his golf shoes in my newly cleaned kitchen using my toothbrush that I had brought downstairs to sterilise as I'm struggling with mouth ulcers!! You just have to love them.... I'm sure both you and your husband will be enjoying your new positions soon. Xxx
  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Domestic Bliss - love it Margaret!

    Pam