The other night I was busy working on a project so Linda offered to make dinner for us. It was a surprising offer because, over the last four years, I could count on one hand the number of times she has cooked. Since I stay home, it has become my responsibility to do the cooking and I take great pride in having a warm, tasty meal on the table when she gets home from work.
I found myself having mixed feelings about her offer. Part of me was glad that she was allowing me to continue working on the project (it was work related, not something I was just puttering around with). However, the other part of me was resentful that she was messing around in MY KITCHEN! That was short-lived when, within five minutes of her starting dinner, she was asking me where I kept various things: mixing bowl, measuring cups, the stove.
It’s little things like this that reinforce the roles we have taken, that show us how much we take for granite. I am happy and proud to be the housewife, cook, maid, and submissive partner to Linda. I am glad I am able to do these things for her, and for us. We have become better people because we have found our proper roles and purpose of life. It may not be right for anyone else, but it works for us.