Luckiness

I used to buy food at the grocery store, sometimes even cook it, and clean up the dishes and put things away. I used to wash my clothes and fold them. I used to bring in my newspaper in the mornings on weekends. Now...I don't. My husband does all that. He does it much better than I used to do. I feel like the stereotypical 1950's businessman. I go into the City (San Francisco) every day for work and come home to a hot supper. I suppose I should feel a lot more guilt, but I'm so happy to have him here when I get home. He's so wonderful.

(Barry wants me to add, so are the boys.)