This is how last Saturday panned out. The alarm went off before 7 am as MrFF needed to catch 2 trains to get to the start of his group walk. I had set the breakfast table the night before and left out a chocolate bar and home made banana bread for his snack, lunch was at a pub in Howarth.
He brought me a cup of tea to bed and I read for an hour. I got up, stripped the bed and started the first load of washing. After my breakfast I did the second load of washing, emptied the dishwasher and had a quick dust and vacuum round the penthouse, I then returned the quite heavy patio planters and furniture back to their positions, MrFF had moved them the previous day to apply an organic cleaner to the porcelain tiles.
After I remade the bed I went for my 7 mile walk picking up some fruit and vegetables in town on my return. My late lunch was a piece of banana bread and a yoghurt, after which I did the ironing.
MrFF was home just after 5 pm, we chatted for a while before he went for a shower. I started preparing dinner when he came to sit in the kitchen with a beer and the newspaper. When I mentioned it must be nice to spend your day walking twice as far as me, doing nothing else then take it easy till fed. He replied well what do you want me to do. He was lucky he didn’t end up wearing his dinner.
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Mine is helpful, but I almost always have to go and finish it off myself, after 42 years together you think he might have taken notes, so we now each have our own set of task, I refuse to be superwoman.
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