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House Spouse

Today I am the househusband. That’s not really a word, people! So don’t get any ideas. Actually, let’s just call it house-spouse for the politically sensitive.
How did I get myself in this situation?

Well, for the first three to four weeks of our marriage Joy was here unpacking, “organizing,” writing Thank You notes to our generous wedding guests, and basically playing mom. That probably got old, plus we needed to make some extra money until she graduates and gets a full-time job. So Joy got a job for two weeks as a receptionist with Vector Marketing. She gets paid $7.50/hour plus a bonus per appointment she schedules in which the person actually shows up to the information meeting.

Fast forward to this week. I’ve got just five more days with my wife before she goes back to finish up her degree at UF. I’m home alone until I go to work, and then she comes home to guard the apartment until I get back from my work. Unfortunately, last week was a busy and hectic week. In addition to that we went home for Father’s Day, so the apartment is a disaster.

So, today I played house-husband. Wow, I got a lot done too! Let’s see… I did the dishes. I cleaned the kitchen. I swept and moped the kitchen. I cleaned our room. I did four or five loads of laundry. I took out the trash. I made the bed. I put up the iron and ironing board. I cleaned our living room. I gathered up all of Joy’s shoes and put them in her shoe organizer thing. I vacuumed the place. I folded up blackets and other “temporary furniture” and put them all away. I made a shopping list, and I just might go get the stuff on the list too (though, Joy likes shopping… so maybe I’ll leave it here for her under a plate of cookies.) Oh, yeah! That reminds me… I was thinking when I was doing all this that if you are going to do something you might as well go all the way. So, I made a batch of chocolate chip cookies for the wife. Yes, yes… I am a good house-spouse.

So, being a house-spouse is hard work. I mean… I had to wake up early today and “cuddle” with the wife. Have “a family breakfast.” Help the wife get ready for work. (That is fun!) (CENSORED) Then I had to study while I did all this house work. After I am done with all of this stuff I have to go and work at UPS, which is exhausting. AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF… I am going to come home and Joy is going to be so ecstatic about all this stuff I’ve done that I’ll have to put out. Whew! It’s hard being a house-spouse. I just hope that I don’t have to be on top, else I’ll need caffeine or something tonight.

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