I don’t enjoy cooking. I really wish I did since it’s sort of necessary for survival, but I don’t. Some relationships have two people that love cooking – great for them. Some relationships have one person who hates cooking and one that enjoys it – good for them. And then there are relationships, like mine, where both people don’t like cooking and only do it because they have to – not so great for us.
I do most of the cooking in the house just because I am used to it. I know the recipes and can make things efficiently, so it just makes sense, but I’ve been getting overwhelmed. I don’t want to do all the cooking. Because it’s Continue reading “A Husband Who Cooks”