I grew up in a male-dominated family, no use denying it. I never saw my father lift a finger in the house, my mother has always done everything, with my help, of course. My brother breathing this atmosphere, he grew up like my father, spoiled, messy, casinos and male.
But I never realized to what this thing was serious, until (and dare I say thank God) have left home, first to study in Rome and then to be with Victor here in Madrid.
Victor is anything but macho, his house is his father in charge, regularly, washing dishes and often tries his hand at the stove cooking a paella that is a thousand times more good than one made by his wife. And he is the same. I remember that at the beginning of cohabitation, I remained in incredulos really see how, after eating, got up, took his plate and his glass and went to put them in the sink. It was still more shocked when he told me later: tonight the dishes I wash them myself. I almost always opposed him and me laughing said, but it is not possible, the only woman in the male had to find me! Then I used (I'd say too ahaha) and now we are divided chores. Right now I'm the PC and he's doing the dishes.
And so I thought I had finally defeated this evil virus. But the other day we had a conversation about Charles that gave me a slight doubt, it is not by chance that deep down they are still convinced a male?
Husband: Charles I will teach you to be sensitive to the feminine as I am, we will see the Cinderella and Snow White so we help to develop the feminine side as I've got developed.
Me: But there is so! We'll see when Cinderella and Snow White will be the biggest, but for the time being put on Gormiti, Cars and all the cardboard boy.
moment's pause followed by laughter with lots of tears by Victor.
Me: What? What did I say?
Husband Look, there's nothing wrong if he sees Cinderella or Snow White! I always saw them as a child with my sister.
EMH .... okay .... I admit ... I still have some legacy lasciatomi from my family. If I have to teach Charles to rebuild the bed, clean, sweep, etc. I shudder. Good thing there's Victor, otherwise I would have grown another spoiled, messy, casinos and male. Be patient, for 21 years I have been surrounded by utter machismo (think that when my mother comes to visit and cooking dinner, always serves first Victor and once fucking me because he saw that I was served first, oh well) . It will take a little 'time to control the disease, but I would say are on track or not ...? Hahaha.
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