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My (29m) wife (30f) is honestly my superhero.
She is the mother of our four children (two mine, two are my steps) and an incredibly strong, driven woman. She keeps our house a home, and she does it every single day without complaining.
I do my best to keep up, and contribute my share, but I know it doesn’t quite come out equally. I have some mental health problems that get in the way, no matter how much I work against them. I’d say it’s probably 60/40, though… which is, for me, putting in a lot of effort. She runs an in-home daycare, so along with that she cares for our 2yo and 6-month-old boys during the day. I try to take over with them as much as possible when I’m home from work.
But that’s not the point. The point is the title… this morning I kicked her out.
She’s been getting very stressed lately. We both have, but this time around I’ve been dealing with it a little better (which is weird, because she’s usually the one who handles stress much better than I do). We’ve been having money issues, we’ve had about a dozen emergencies and crises in the last year. It’s a lot. And she’s been overwhelmed, I can tell. But aside from one day at the kitchen table while we were drinking our coffee and she had a little mini-meltdown, she has put on a strong face and soldiered on. She’s genuinely inspiring to me.
We run a small business renting kayaks and whatnot. We had no one on the books today, and I have the day off. So, I went to our warehouse first thing this morning under the guise of bringing a few things to storage, grabbed a kayak and a cooler. Then went to her favorite sandwich shop, filled the cooler with her favorite sandwich, lunch, a few drinks and one or two adult beverages.
Then, about 9:30am, I went home… and I kicked my wife out. I told her she’s to take my truck to the lake, put the damn boat in the water, and drink a beer. And don’t even think about coming home before 3pm, preferably 4:30. I told her I don’t even want to hear from her unless it’s a selfie of her drinking a beer on the water.
She’s stubborn as hell and fought me on it a little bit at first, but… in the end, I won. Her little smile was all I needed. I just hope she can actually relax a bit.
Small edit for clarity
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