On teaching the teacher.

I’ve become a de facto house husband for my Italian true love. Don’t get me wrong. No complaints. I like my role. Doing dishes. Making the bed.  Vacuuming. Dusting. Mopping. Cooking. Shopping for groceries and knick-knacks. Gotta relieve my true love. I’m happy to do it. Because she teaches English and English literature five days a week. Of course, she also pitches in. Doing many of the chores. Especially on weekends. I tell her that she pushes herself. Too much. She needs more time to relax. To take it easy. As for me, I find that life has become easy. Because virtually everything I do is pleasure. Not work. I’m trying to teach my approach to the teacher. –Jim Broede