Pampering

Pampering

I have been feeling kind of sick off and on the past week with revisits of giardia (my Guatemala souvenir) and a few other ailments. Today I reached the pinnacle of my achiness (I don't think that's a word) with a headache, body aches, jaw ache, stomach ache and a couple other problems. I felt completely exhausted and I just hung out on the couch all night.

The husband noticed I was not feeling well (maybe it was because I mentioned it a time or two hundred) and he ended up getting his own dinner, doing the dishes, and doing the necessary laundry. He also gave me a back rub during home evening (though he really hates doing that because his hands get tired). If it wasn't for the sick feelings I was having, I'd have thought it a wonderfully peachy evening.

Then I started thinking, "man, I must be a pretty darn good wife. If I feel like this is a night of pampering, I pamper him all the time. " (Well, I do all those things minus the rubbing. He's WAY too ticklish for back rubs and cannot understand for the life of him why anyone enjoys a good rub down.) Since he has a few more outside responsibilities than I do right now in the way of school and work, I pretty much do the laundry, cook, clean, and do the dishes all the time. (I have to say, he will usually do his own lunch dishes.)

Maybe when our life situation changes I'll whip him into shape and require a little more housework of him.

A quick story: Sometimes I forget that these things are NOT required of me to be a good wife, but are responsibilities I have taken upon myself and can share as I please. Sometimes I feel guilty for not doing any one of those afore mentioned items and I will feel like a bad wife. In good humor the husband brought home an article a co-worker gave him. He gave it to me and said, "Hey, I've got a few tips to help you be a better wife!" It was funny to read and helped me lighten up a bit.