Life offers those reminders too. Conversations in the staff room when people complain about having to do a 'blue' job. ('Blue' means jobs that the man is supposed to do: like cleaning out gutters. 'Pink' is for ladies' jobs - like cooking. Self-explanatory once you know. I think.)
We share our jobs out pretty much. I don't like it if Richard has emptied the dishwasher more times than I have, or has hung washing out twice in a row. It doesn't seem fair, even though he tends to have more 'at home' time than I do. He still does an awful lot for our marriage which I don't touch - accounts, car maintenance, gardening...Occasionally I forget myself and start complaining...ungrateful.
But Richard often does little things which pass me by - I take them for granted. The cup of coffee he brings me every morning (I was so tired today I slept through it - cold by the time I woke, but I was warmed by the thought). Getting my bike out of the garage for me so it is ready just to hop on to when I am running late. Meeting up at lunchtime on his day off.
Last week was just the best, though. I was on a school trip and had mentioned we might be stopping at a particular cafe/public toilets for the children. In the end, we didn't have to, but he cycled up there for a solitary cup of coffee, sitting outside in the sun in the hope he might see me.
That is just so romantic, it just melts me. I'm still smiling at the thought.
And, although his trip was in vain, at least he had a lovely half hour at a beach cafe. Some compensation.
(Updating this to link in with The Time-Warp Wife)
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