Anyone who is a regular reader of my personal site or is a Twitter friend knows that my husband is far better at housework than I am. I am not a slob by any right; he is just a guy who hates a dirty floor or any sort of clutter. In our nine years of marriage I have probably washed the floor, oh, five times. That’s not a typo. He is rather particular about the state of our floors (he gets it from his Mom) and will attack them before I even think they need to be dealt with.
The Wall Street Journal had an article this past week titled, “Housework Pays Off Between The Sheets.”
The gist of the article is, “The more housework you do, the more often you are likely to have sex with your spouse.”
I don’t know that I entirely agree. Or agree at all.




It’s hot where I live. “How hot is it?” the crowd asks. It’s been 38C/98F which a whole lot hotter than any human being (without air conditioning) should be subjected to. We are spending our days at the lake/in the pool in an attempt to keep ourselves from melting into a puddle of goo.
I know that my column is supposed to be about marriage and relationships. I try to think of life lessons that my husband and I have learned and share them here. We are in no way experts but have been married for nine years now, with the aim to make it to forever.
While perusing the Internet this week I came across this article at ParentDish that stated that 

I am not one to make New Year’s Resolutions. I never have been. This is not to knock those who do, I am just of mindset that I will make changes to my life throughout the year, as the need arises.
Infidelity is a hot topic when it comes to relationships. It seems that everywhere you turn, there are news stories about celebrities, politicians, regular community folks…confessing to (or getting busted for) getting intimate with people other than the one they are married to.